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Nashville Tribute Band - Sword of Reckoning (feat. Carl Jackson) şarkı sözleri

Sanatçı: Nashville Tribute Band

albüm: Trek: A Nashville Tribute to the Pioneers


His gun barrel's hotter
As Missouri gets colder
Protecting the man with the world on his shoulders
His long hair like midnight
But sorrow's turned it grey
The eagle has flown but the raven remains
One soul tormented
One wild heart rent
His temper grows sharp as Indian flint
An angel when he's smilin', and a devil when he ain't
Sometimes a sinner, but always a Saint
Now Porter, can you help me
Four riders have taken
My only 30 cows, winter's coming, we won't make it
A ghost in the saddle
Disappears in the night
He'll pick up the hoof prints in the mornings first light
He rides in one week later
With four horses and my cows
Porter's my sword of reckoning now
Yeah, Porter's my sword of reckoning now
An angel when he's smilin', and a devil when he ain't
Sometimes a sinner, but always a Saint

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