Lyrics
The plank don't lie, the rope don't bend The preacher's voice from the open end Says the Lord's still got an open door Says I should've prayed a lot before
And the morning sun's a borrowed thing And the noose is just a wedding ring And the priest don't blink, the priest don't bow And I'm finding faith on a wedding vow
Holy rope, holy rope Drags the prayer right out my throat Every sin I never sung Burns like fire on the tongue
The judge said something I didn't hear The kid in the crowd had a real strange tear My boots got heavy, my hands got light And the world kept turning in the morning light
And the morning sun's a borrowed thing And the noose is just a wedding ring And the priest don't blink, the priest don't bow And I'm finding faith on a wedding vow
Holy rope, holy rope Drags the prayer right out my throat Every sin I never sung Burns like fire on the tongue
Tell my mother I went clean Tell my brother what it means Tell the woman that I lied Tell the boy I never tried
Holy rope, holy rope Drags the prayer right out my throat Every sin I never sung Burns like fire on the tongue Burns like fire on the tongue
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Gothic Outlaw Rock, driving heavy blues-rock with gallows menace, deep
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