Saturday, January 31, 2009

Death Calls My Name

They tracked him through the mountains
and they tracked him through the fields.
He`s looking through the window
and I know just how he feels.

I heard the wind
calling through the trees.
There`s a killer on the loose and
He`s coming for me.

Laid them down
in the ground today.
There`s a killer on the loose
and He`s calling my name.

And I hear him calling.

I slept with one eye open
and a shotgun in my hand.
When the horses get restless,
then I know this is the end.