Grand Archives - Louis Riel lyrics

rate me

Silver lines are drawn

wrapped in golden twine,

I've heard tell of you

in ways you would deny

Ba da dum ba da dum ba da da da dum

Hung by a rope where the railroad will surely come by.

I've listened way too long

to all your stolen lines,

the railroad soon will own

all you've left behind.

Ba da dum ba da dum ba da da da dum

Hung by a rope where the railroad will surely come by.

Hang there, all alone