Hunted down. Someone said, "No story, no gain". Wipe the clock right now. I despise what you crave. . I remember you. When you wore a different face. Never heard a story of anyone.
My Lord told His disciples. "After I'm risen and gone. You'll meet with troubles and trials. Bear your rebukes and scorns". . "My warfare will soon be ended.
In memory of a miner. Who dragged himself to work. And worked himself to death, working for someone else. We follow each other around on shaky ground.
Satan, your kingdom must come down. Satan, your kingdom must come down. I heard the voice of Jesus say. Satan, your kingdom must come down. . Gonna pray until they tear your kingdom down.
A great crowd has now gathered. All around the jail today. To see me executed. And hear what I do say. . Now I must hang this morning. For the murder of Lilli Schull.
I wish, I wish my baby was born. Sitting on his papa's knee. And you, poor girl, were dead and gone. Green grass growing over thee. . I'm not no saint, nor I never shall be.
If you find yourself standing. At the end of your line. Looking for a piece of something. Maybe a piece of mind. Fed up, lost, and run down. Nowhere to hold on.
We've got two kinds here. Those that bleed the blood and those that work to will it. Can't believe the big screen, there's no justice in the hall. We're all criminals waiting to be called.
Come, all you coalminers. Wherever you may be. And listen to the story. That I relate to thee. . My name is nothing extra. But the truth to you I tell.