Murdering Stone Lyrics - Walkabouts

Man came down from the field 

A lonely horseman 

Heading back to the stable 

Said he was sorry 

But his 'cain was not able 

To save us all from ourselves 

Man sees the blood on every door 

And hears the laughter 

In the good people's hearts 

Their pocket's empty 

And their coats ripped apart 

And the man makes a promise to the town 

I want to give you my murdering stone 

Give you my murdering stone 

Happy-go-lucky's back in town 

Happy-go-lucky's says he's fit to be tied 

Now that his hands have done 

A sin worse than pride 

And the man makes a promise to us all 

I want to give you my murdering stone 

Give you my murdering stone 

Won't you take my [Repeat: x2] 

I want to give you my murdering stone 

My hands are heavy now that all the guns are home 

Take my murdering stone 

And I want to give you my murdering stone 

Please take my murdering [Repeat: x2] 

Please take my murdering stone