13bullets (pt. 1)

Black skies getting high
It's 2 a.m. and I don't know why
I can't find my way home

There's an old man kicking can
He got empty pockets, true American
He never ever really had himself a home

There's a lady dressed in red
She will drink her way into your bed
In the early morning slip away
But I, I didn't even catch her name
(I didn't even catch her name)

I don't know, I don't know
Where our freedom may go
What I know, what I know is
Just where we have been

The cotton fields, trails of tears, black boy
Running from his fears, steel towers
They crumble down, once was lost
But, now I'm found
(Now I'm found)
(Oh, now I'm)

Well, I don't know, I don't know
Where our freedom may go
What I know, what I know
Is just where we have been

The cotton fields, trails of tears, black boy
Running from his fears, steel towers
They crumble down, once was lost
But now I'm found



Credits
Writer(s): John Keith Culbreth, Will Blackburn
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