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the lost are bringing in the night
the lost are bringing in the night
pulling the black canvas down
standing 'round, their faces painted white

the sound cascading from the sky
the sound cascading from the sky
the dirty little insects
cowering 'neath the great unblinking eye

i can't just pull over here
there are people 'round that want my head my dear

arching backs and twisting hips
arching backs and twisting hips
the she-wolves are out tonight
licking all the poison from their lips

the hangman taking in his wine
the hangman taking in his wine
rope hanging from the gallow's pole
and the goodly people stepping into line

i can't just pull over here
there are people round that want my head my dear

the hangman taking in his wine
the hangman taking in his wine
rope hanging from the gallow's pole
and the goodly people stepping into line

i can't just pull over here
there are people round that want my head my dear

i can't just pull over here
there are people round that want me dead my dear


i can't just pull over here
there are people round that want my head my dear

i don't know how the west was won