Lyrics
Counted seven on the line tonight Each one watching with the dying light One of them's for the man I was One of them's for the man because
And the sun goes down on a borrowed coat And the wind comes up at every throat And the wire holds steady, the wire holds clear And the seven keep watching from up here
Crows on the wire, crows on the wire Watching with a black-eyed gaze Counting all the ways I lied Counting all the borrowed days
Saw a preacher pass me by at noon Wouldn't meet my eye, wouldn't move Knew the look, knew the kind Knew the weight in the back of his mind
And the sun goes down on a borrowed coat And the wind comes up at every throat And the wire holds steady, the wire holds clear And the seven keep watching from up here
Crows on the wire, crows on the wire Watching with a black-eyed gaze Counting all the ways I lied Counting all the borrowed days
You can ride a horse til it gives You can sleep a night you ain't earned You can find a town that don't know You can spend the day getting burned
Crows on the wire, crows on the wire Watching with a black-eyed gaze Counting all the ways I lied Counting all the borrowed days Counting all the borrowed days
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Gothic Outlaw Rock, heavy blues-rock with sundown menace, deep command
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