Horse Head Songtext
von Wovenhand
Horse Head Songtext
Come to my house an we′ll pick bones
There hands outside ready with stones
Come to my yard
I got whiskey an chirs
We'll sit on the porch
As the good men stare
You ain′t never spoke true
I shake an angry fist at you You are not needed here
To help me feel low down
I'm doin' it fine all on my own
I her you cryin′ from cradle to coffin
An for you there′ll be no stoppin'
I see you lyin′ in a pine box with bitter words
That's how the boy talks
There hands outside ready with stones
Come to my yard
I got whiskey an chirs
We'll sit on the porch
As the good men stare
You ain′t never spoke true
I shake an angry fist at you You are not needed here
To help me feel low down
I'm doin' it fine all on my own
I her you cryin′ from cradle to coffin
An for you there′ll be no stoppin'
I see you lyin′ in a pine box with bitter words
That's how the boy talks
Writer(s): David Eugene Edwards, Jean Yves Tola, Kevil Soll, Jean-yves Tola Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com