Bury the Hatchet, Keep the Blade
Cowboy in a Suit
Sat across the table from my oldest enemy
He bought the steaks, I bought the wine
He laughed about Tulsa in '93
I laughed about how he double-crossed me
Said brother, let's bury the hatchet
Said brother, let's call it square
I said brother, let's bury it deep
Brother, let's leave it there
Bury the hatchet, keep the blade
Bury the hatchet, keep the blade
Smile across the table where the deal got made
Bury the hatchet, keep the blade
Three glasses of bourbon, four shots of rye
Talked about the boys we used to run with
Most of 'em dead, most of 'em lyin'
But I know the lyin' kind I'm sittin' with
He said let's start a new business
Half my territory, half of yours
I shook his hand, he didn't know
The blade tucked in my Sunday drawers
Bury the hatchet, keep the blade
Bury the hatchet, keep the blade
Smile across the table where the deal got made
Bury the hatchet, keep the blade
A man don't kill the man he hates the moment that he hates him
A man waits like the man he hates waited
A man pours another, smiles wider, harder
A man's blade gets sharper, never dated
Bury the hatchet, keep the blade, y'all
Bury the hatchet, keep the blade
The deal's good 'til the deal goes sour
The blade keeps the night you said you forgave
Bury the hatchet, keep the blade
Bury the hatchet, keep the blade
Bury the Hatchet, Keep the Blade
By Cowboy in a Suit · Future Blues
From the album Let 'em Talk
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Sat across the table from my oldest enemy He bought the steaks, I bought the wine He laughed about Tulsa in '93 I laughed about how he double-crossed me
Said brother, let's bury the hatchet Said brother, let's call it square I said brother, let's bury it deep Brother, let's leave it there
Bury the hatchet, keep the blade Bury the hatchet, keep the blade Smile across the table where the deal got made Bury the hatchet, keep the blade
Three glasses of bourbon, four shots of rye Talked about the boys we used to run with Most of 'em dead, most of 'em lyin' But I know the lyin' kind I'm sittin' with
He said let's start a new business Half my territory, half of yours I shook his hand, he didn't know The blade tucked in my Sunday drawers
Bury the hatchet, keep the blade Bury the hatchet, keep the blade Smile across the table where the deal got made Bury the hatchet, keep the blade
A man don't kill the man he hates the moment that he hates him A man waits like the man he hates waited A man pours another, smiles wider, harder A man's blade gets sharper, never dated
Bury the hatchet, keep the blade, y'all Bury the hatchet, keep the blade The deal's good 'til the deal goes sour The blade keeps the night you said you forgave Bury the hatchet, keep the blade Bury the hatchet, keep the blade
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Genre: Future blues — trip-hop blues, sly noir-blues, industrial Ameri
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