Old friend, your horse is ready to ride when morning comes. From this church town, where damning rumors drip from holy tongues.
It wont go away It wont go away It wont go away
The fever to find a scapegoat fast and fix the blame. I know, you never meant to leave the way you came.
It wont go away It wont go away It wont go away
Lookin down from there stained glass steeple. They'll never know why you had to run.
Ride as fast as you can, they're shootin to kill Ride as fast as you can, they're shootin to kill Ride as fast as you can, they're shootin to kill Ride as fast as you can, they're shootin to killTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
