Watch the day run into night and life it is a dream some still look for life
most find only ashes from which the mansion is built..

Walk me to a palace that sees heaven

Hold me as the tears start to fall

Dance with the angels in the valley in the fall



Skip the long hours of morning

Taste whiskey going down

Sing me back to tomorrow



When on a rope I leave your town

Whites sheets float before me

represent this little town



Cry for the children

when I an’t around

mercy be the father



Shut the door let the whiskey go down

Courage in the spirit

see it burn out on the lawn



Grandma says she hears them coming

must be hundred strong

tally up the curtains



Join in an old hymn song

when the morning come one of us be gone

Sheriff unloads the old shot gun



Federal marshals like an army

looks like we in for some fun

Lord and angels stand beside me



Protectors of my family