Bury the Hatchet, Keep the Blade

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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