Prize Fighter Inferno, The - Accidents lyrics

rate me

Oh, come now father dear and turn this blood to choice

You know I think these young are spent & have seen their day

My back bares the scars of work while my sweat has cut the cost

If my word to God isnt bond then I'll be damned to say, This

cant be so bad, Only I sure did love the way she danced, Oh

come now Preacher to where this flesh begins to spoil, You

know I think these young are done & have seen their day, So

could I remove their tounges of curse and cast away? Oh

these dirty games I play, Long-Arm you liar! Go run home

to Mama! A good boy never gets to dance, These good boys

never get a chance.