Cains Whiskey
TitanChord
Verse 1
First book of the book they read
Says I went and killed my brother dead
Says the ground he fell on opened wide
And the Lord could see me where I tried to hide
Pre-Chorus
And the field still calls his name to me
And the harvest grew up crookedly
And the wind comes out of every door
Like the dirt remembers what it bore
Chorus
Cain's whiskey, Cain's whiskey
Brother's blood and a borrowed glass
Pour it slow, pour it heavy
Drink the mark that won't come off
Verse 2
He had a wife, he had a son
He had a good way with anyone
I had a temper, I had a knife
I had a taste for someone else's life
Pre-Chorus
And the field still calls his name to me
And the harvest grew up crookedly
And the wind comes out of every door
Like the dirt remembers what it bore
Chorus
Cain's whiskey, Cain's whiskey
Brother's blood and a borrowed glass
Pour it slow, pour it heavy
Drink the mark that won't come off
Bridge
Some folks get a second start
Some folks get a brother back
Some folks get a steady heart
I got dirt and a dirty track
Final Chorus
Cain's whiskey, Cain's whiskey
Brother's blood and a borrowed glass
Pour it slow, pour it heavy
Drink the mark that won't come off
Drink the mark that won't come off
Cains Whiskey
By TitanChord · Gothic Outlaw Rock
From the EP Brother to Brother
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Lyrics
Verse 1 First book of the book they read Says I went and killed my brother dead Says the ground he fell on opened wide And the Lord could see me where I tried to hide
Pre-Chorus And the field still calls his name to me And the harvest grew up crookedly And the wind comes out of every door Like the dirt remembers what it bore
Chorus Cain's whiskey, Cain's whiskey Brother's blood and a borrowed glass Pour it slow, pour it heavy Drink the mark that won't come off
Verse 2 He had a wife, he had a son He had a good way with anyone I had a temper, I had a knife I had a taste for someone else's life
Pre-Chorus And the field still calls his name to me And the harvest grew up crookedly And the wind comes out of every door Like the dirt remembers what it bore
Chorus Cain's whiskey, Cain's whiskey Brother's blood and a borrowed glass Pour it slow, pour it heavy Drink the mark that won't come off
Bridge Some folks get a second start Some folks get a brother back Some folks get a steady heart I got dirt and a dirty track
Final Chorus Cain's whiskey, Cain's whiskey Brother's blood and a borrowed glass Pour it slow, pour it heavy Drink the mark that won't come off Drink the mark that won't come off
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Gothic Outlaw Rock, heavy blues-rock with biblical menace, deep comman
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