Cripple John
Our law it will not stand long in this town
Cripple John to the lawman riding into town
Lawless devils are lurkin' all around
Shotgun shells and broken bottles on the ground
The fucked up thing is these kids all have a home
Back east where real wolves no longer roam
Old briar kid feeler pill dealer you're better than them belly gon' swole from bonemeal whole
Linger on live long go on ol' boy outlive the young but you ain't gonna live too long 'round here
With the whole system fallen down
Gather devils take the crown
You know the old crowd might throw them bones around
When the kids show up and tear up their settlement to the ground
How could I keep my mind or go back home if i get out alive sickly in demise
How could i stay alive or keep my pride if i see home tonight sick and broken in disguise
Hey man goddamn where ye been you forgot ol' cripple John
Him the ol' one whose race was run breathes fire from shriveled lungs
Shoulda listened lad when i said don't forget don't cross ol cripple John
Him the ol one who'll come undone with the ol pearl handled gun
Done dead full of lead sure as heck he forgot ol cripple John
Hit the last wrung and his song was sung with the shine still on his tongue
Cripple John to the lawman riding into town
Lawless devils are lurkin' all around
Shotgun shells and broken bottles on the ground
The fucked up thing is these kids all have a home
Back east where real wolves no longer roam
Old briar kid feeler pill dealer you're better than them belly gon' swole from bonemeal whole
Linger on live long go on ol' boy outlive the young but you ain't gonna live too long 'round here
With the whole system fallen down
Gather devils take the crown
You know the old crowd might throw them bones around
When the kids show up and tear up their settlement to the ground
How could I keep my mind or go back home if i get out alive sickly in demise
How could i stay alive or keep my pride if i see home tonight sick and broken in disguise
Hey man goddamn where ye been you forgot ol' cripple John
Him the ol' one whose race was run breathes fire from shriveled lungs
Shoulda listened lad when i said don't forget don't cross ol cripple John
Him the ol one who'll come undone with the ol pearl handled gun
Done dead full of lead sure as heck he forgot ol cripple John
Hit the last wrung and his song was sung with the shine still on his tongue
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Writer(s): Brett Hill
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