The Fight

Pull up to Houston and unlock the door
Grab the Carcano and pray to the lord
Open the window and stare at the street
This is the place they said he would be

Left hand
Right turn
You don't understand
Take you down one hit
Face the sky
I have you in my sight
During this fight
So call it wrong or call it right
One of us will die tonight
And it ain't gonna be me

Watch the car and his waving hand
Took one more than it was planned
I stayed right there to watch his face
To view my work and to erase

Left hand
Right turn
You don't understand
Take you down one hit
Face the sky
I have you in my sight
During this fight
So call it wrong or call it right
One of us will die tonight
And it ain't gonna be me

I testify
I lose my mind
I play it right
I lose the fight
I'm bygone
Just like John

Left hand
Right turn
You don't understand
Take you down one hit
Face the sky
I have you in my sight
During this fight
So call it wrong or call it right

Left hand
Right turn
You don't understand
Take you down one hit
Face the sky
I have you in my sight
During this fight
So call it wrong or call it right



Credits
Writer(s): Phillip Bothe
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