Song Description
A classic folk rock song.
| Song Length |
4:33 |
Genre |
Rock - Americana, Folk - Alternative |
| Tempo |
Medium Slow (91 - 110) |
Mood |
Troubled, Passive |
| Subject |
Rivers, Regret |
Similar Artists |
Ryan Bingham, Jackson Browne |
| Language |
English |
Era |
2000 and later |
Lyrics
I was born with a set of horns
In Calico, in a thunderstorm
I left mother, and I wonder if she minds,
the trouble that I find.
I sip my whiskey and my wine
And I figure if I live past 50 I'll be fine.
I talk to God While I roam
So maybe one day the man will take me home,,
CHORUS:
Before you die, you seek the river.
Eye to Eye, with your forgiver
He'll touch your soul.
Rushing cold.
So if it don't go and make you Shiver X 4
I spent my days on the range
Gambling for a little bit of change.
One day I let my pistol go and whistle like a missle
towards the head of some prick, he tried to trick for my bread
And I paint the parlor red.
And I haven't been right since I left him full of leadI I know it seems wrong
but I can't sit and pant, I got to keep rolling on
CHORUS
I lost my soul for a trunk of gold
bullet holes from a thunder bolt
he brought an arrow but he quarelled with a man
with a shotgun barrel in his hand.
The charges wouldn't stand
Til the preacher and the sheriff say he was a good man
If they never learn the truth,
I really won't mind if I die by the noose.
CHORUS