The Kid

Your mother died night you were born her name you never knew Look away Look away Nothing to loose left east tenneessee at fourteen Wonderd to the west Look away Look away Born into death you fought the salors in New Orleans You worked the flat boats and walked the streets Hit Nachdogdes in '49 And there you saw the devil for the very first time Kid don;t you know me We are the last of the true Drink up drink up Drink up drink up Cause tonight your souls required of you Signed on with a stone mad captian rode on mexico Look away Look away War behold Jailed with killers one and all but we were killers free Look away Look away Look to me you saw the lancers 'mid heathen hordes Bloodstained viels And costumes of war Hell ain't that full boy hear me War is the game and the god we seek Kid don;t you know me We are the last of the true Drink up drink up Drink up drink up Cause tonight your souls required of you we set out as men of reason armed with navy colts Look away Look away Work paid in gold but you stood witness to yourself our trial you did betray Look away Look away To judgement day we killed in the dessert we killed in the streets We choose what shall and shall not be We stood with pistols fought back to back Now you've stood your ground but what ground is that Kid don;t you know me We are the last of the true Drink up drink up Drink up drink up Cause tonight your souls required of you

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