The Shadow Of A Black Crow
I am levitating somewhere down the roadWith a price on my head and the shadow of a black crowHe's been on my tail for close to three daysJust a little souvenir of my wicked ways
I would rather die fast than to ever live slowFather forgive me what my mother don't knowThe scratch marks on my soulFrom the shadow of a black crow
I've got a box of reds and a bottle of the bluesComes a time in your life honey you've gotta chooseMy belly's on fire from the acid of the truthAll the untold lies of my misspent youth
I would rather die fast than to ever live slowFather forgive me what my mother don't knowThe scratch marks on my soulFrom the shadow of a black crow
It's pretty when you're young just a pity when you're old, yeahAm I running away or am I closer to homeThe lines and the signs and the miles go byNo one ever bothered to even ask me whySo I am disappearing into this roadWith a six pack of sorrow and the shadow of a black crow
I would rather die fast than to ever live slowFather forgive me what my mother don't knowThe scratch marks on my soulFrom the shadow of a black crow