Black Lung

Verse 1:

Black lung you know your time has come

You been out on the runs now it’s time to come clean

The sheriffs finally got his man

But you got your gun in your hand…

Nothing comes easy

Verse 2:

You’re a dead man walking since you shot him down

Cold blood trickles down your fingers your halfway in the ground

The sheriff was the closest to kin

you chased him for years your brothers in arms

A fitting end for a friend oh his name on a bullet

And his gun in the sand

Chorus:

Well you gotta keep your head up

(Gotta keep your head up)

Oh they’re watching you

(They’re watching you)

Oh you can’t hide a wanted man’s blues

(No denying that your hell bound)

Well you gotta keep your head up

(Gotta keep your head up)

Oh they’re watching you

(They’re watching you)

Oh you can’t hide a wanted man’s blues

(pretty soon you’ll be lying in the ground)

Verse 3:

Black lungs heavens all full hell bound running as fast as you can

You live your life with your finger on the trigger

Got one eye open for the new law man

Their all gunning for you, you can’t hide a wanted man’s blues

The bounty keeps growing...

Oh a bible and a bullet… Well who says you can’t be saved

Bridge