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Lady whiskey, such a sad sight, stumblin' as she walks.
She even hates herself sometimes.
Keep her clear, for it's saturday night.

Drowns her sorrow, eases her pain,
Waits for tomorrow, when she'll do the same again.

Lady whiskey's got a man, her man is just like her -
Tries to fit the key in the door
When he comes home saturday night.

Drowns his sorrow, eases his pain,
Waits for tomorrow, when he'll do the same again.

Lady whiskey's got a son, got a daughter, too.
Son don't play, but the daughter's on the way
When she comes home saturday night.

Lady whiskey, she gets sick when she goes downtown.
One day drink's gonna put her down -
She won't come home saturday night.

I'm leaving to search for something new,
Leaving everything i ever knew.
A hundred years in the sunshine
Hasn't taught me all there is to know.

In the valley, we will gather there,
Helpless in our surrender.
Tomorrow the plow becomes the sword -
Make us stronger in our danger.

Time will pass away,
Time will guard our secret.
I'll return again
To fight another day.

I'd have to be a warrior -
A slave i couldn't be -
A soldier and a conqueror,
Fighting to be free.
(repeat three times)

It happened in an open field
Down in a southern state
And no one knows the reason why
Some would say it's hate
They shot the guy who sold the dogs
It came as some surprise
And to a lady standing there
Brought sadness to her eyes

She's a rock and roll widow living in this town
Another rock and roll widow since they gunned him down

The heat of day still hung around
As night began to fall
The sheriff came up from the town
In answer to the call
The band played on in darkness
Not knowing what to do
As people ran from side to side
Just looking for a clue

In the fire, the king will come.
Thunder rolls, piper and drum.
Evil sons, overrun,
Count their sins - judgment comes.

The checkerboard of nights and days -
Man will die, man be saved.
The sky will fall, the earth will pray,
When judgment comes to claim its day.


See the word of the prophet
On a stone in his hand.
Poison pen revelation,
Or just a sign in the sand?


The checkerboard of nights and days -
Man will die, man be saved.
The sky will fall, the earth will pray,
When judgment comes to claim its day.


See the word of the prophet
On a stone in his hand.
Poison pen revelation,
Or just a sign in the sand?