Uncle Deadly's Lament
I hope you know what you're doing
I know you know what you did to
me
There'll be bullets to bite
I'm hearing drumrolls tonight
And as the smoke fills up the air
I'm thinking what the hell am I doing
here
Why can't I just disappear
Know what you're doing
Know what you did to me
I'm all wounded and bent
And soon the vultures will catch the
scent
And join the feast on my bones
Please Reverend let me lie here on the
sand
Let me die here on this land
I know you know what you did to
me
There'll be bullets to bite
I'm hearing drumrolls tonight
And as the smoke fills up the air
I'm thinking what the hell am I doing
here
Why can't I just disappear
Know what you're doing
Know what you did to me
I'm all wounded and bent
And soon the vultures will catch the
scent
And join the feast on my bones
Please Reverend let me lie here on the
sand
Let me die here on this land
Credits
Writer(s): Borge Fjordheim, Geir Zahl
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