By His Father's Grave
When he was just a lad
His daddy told him don't you ever look back
Gave him a bloody gun
With a six round of bullets he went on the run
Saint Denis he said
That's where the waters will all turn red
Each step he made
Would lead him to lay
By his father's grave
He busted down the door
Just as the man had done before
But with three against one
He could have never won
So he turned to the sky
And said goodbye
Each step he made
Would lead him to lay
By his father's grave
His daddy told him don't you ever look back
Gave him a bloody gun
With a six round of bullets he went on the run
Saint Denis he said
That's where the waters will all turn red
Each step he made
Would lead him to lay
By his father's grave
He busted down the door
Just as the man had done before
But with three against one
He could have never won
So he turned to the sky
And said goodbye
Each step he made
Would lead him to lay
By his father's grave
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Writer(s): Nicole Obren
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