Elijah Jones
(lui sta arrivando)
1889 this hot barron land
Rough and ragged place of blood, sweat
Tears, and sand
Whoa, oh, oh, oh
Isolated and cut off from the rest
He commanded them, his way is best
Elijah Jones
He's bad
He cheats
He drinks
He yells
He's mean
He beats
He lied
And then he died
And no one cried
And then he died
And we're alive
He came along, pulled the wool over her eyes
Like he'd done before, again
And now one last time
Elijah Jones
He worked them to the bone
Like he owned their lives
He didn't know her strength would
Come back to bite
Elijah Jones
He's bad
He cheats
He drinks
He yells
He's mean
He beats
He lied
And then he died
And no on cried
And then he died
And we're alive
Ooh
He shed his skin, he's a snake, not a man
She found a comfort in
The cold steel of Queen Anne
Whoa, oh, oh, oh
Bottle in his left, the good book in his right
He's banging down the door
They're ready for this fight
Elijah Jones
He rages in as the storm begins
With murder on his mind
Destruction of all in his path
There's no safe place to find
He grabs her arm
Now neck in clutch
Her fleeting breath reminds
He'll never stop, they've had enough
This is not the love that binds
There one last hope
That firey side she hid
It's all she's got
Pulls her courage from her pocket
And it's not a warning shot.
And then he died
And no on cried
And then he died
And we're alive
(cosa facciamo con il corpo)
1889 this hot barron land
Rough and ragged place of blood, sweat
Tears, and sand
Whoa, oh, oh, oh
Isolated and cut off from the rest
He commanded them, his way is best
Elijah Jones
He's bad
He cheats
He drinks
He yells
He's mean
He beats
He lied
And then he died
And no one cried
And then he died
And we're alive
He came along, pulled the wool over her eyes
Like he'd done before, again
And now one last time
Elijah Jones
He worked them to the bone
Like he owned their lives
He didn't know her strength would
Come back to bite
Elijah Jones
He's bad
He cheats
He drinks
He yells
He's mean
He beats
He lied
And then he died
And no on cried
And then he died
And we're alive
Ooh
He shed his skin, he's a snake, not a man
She found a comfort in
The cold steel of Queen Anne
Whoa, oh, oh, oh
Bottle in his left, the good book in his right
He's banging down the door
They're ready for this fight
Elijah Jones
He rages in as the storm begins
With murder on his mind
Destruction of all in his path
There's no safe place to find
He grabs her arm
Now neck in clutch
Her fleeting breath reminds
He'll never stop, they've had enough
This is not the love that binds
There one last hope
That firey side she hid
It's all she's got
Pulls her courage from her pocket
And it's not a warning shot.
And then he died
And no on cried
And then he died
And we're alive
(cosa facciamo con il corpo)
Credits
Writer(s): Nikki Ashton, Jami Taylor, Jessica Groom, Victoria Green
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