Goodbye, Winston Churchill - Live

It's an old south
It's a new union
It's an eye for an eye
And I'm still shooting
I've seen cold roads, some paved with glory
I'm too old for your bedtime story
I've spent hot nights breath stained with whiskey
Lost somewhere out in Mississippi
No, I won't rest until my breaths are hollow
And my spirit it will surely follow
Don't fight 'em off lord if they're coming
They're bound to break the walls and sneak in someday
I could be weak, lord, scared and running
But I will plant my feet right here and I shall stay



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Writer(s): Cain Barnes, Cyle Barnes, Damien Bone, Sam Williams
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