Folk Soul Revival

The Ballad Of Roy Sunday
Chorus Lord please forgive me the wrong that I've done Help me see through the sin and the smoke from this gun This apology's more than just words off a tongue Help me march through salvation, to your righteous drum Keep my eyes facing upward, the chamber unturned And this anger from welling inside V1 He walked alone that night, pistol on his side The barrel warm against his skin The bar was still in sight, he had nowhere to hide He played a game he could not win He knew the stakes were high, the tears welled in his eyes Roy hit his knees and he screamed Chorus Lord please forgive me the wrong that I've done Help me see through the sin and the smoke from this gun This apology's more than just words off a tongue Help me march through salvation, to your righteous drum Keep my eyes facing upward, the chamber unturned And this anger from welling inside V2 Letras de cancionesRoy bowed his head as the crowd shuffled in A solemn reminder, the rope 'neath his chin With darkness surrounding, the clouds rollin' in A man stands before him, Bible in hand Silence around them, a soft prayer began And Roy screamed, “I'll see you in Hell” From Letras Mania