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Dark Country - County Line of Sins

Dust on my boots and blood on my name Moon like a witness, calling my shame Wind through the wire sings low and mean Preacher said mercy ain’t what it seems I hear the coyotes laughing behind Every bad promise I left tied Road keeps going but I’m standing still Running don’t outrun the things you kill I was born where the light don’t stay Raised where the good men fade away If there’s a grace for a soul like mine It’s buried deep on a county line Night got a pistol under its coat Devil got scripture stuck in my throat Whiskey and smoke and a broken prayer Truth is a rope and I feel it there Train tracks crying under the stars Each steel echo counting my scars If dawn comes looking for what I’ve done Tell it I rode with a dead man’s gun I was born where the light don’t stay Raised where the good men fade away If there’s a grace for a soul like mine It’s buried deep on a county line So let that black crow circle slow He knows every debt I owe When I lay down in the red dirt cold Write my sins in outlaw gold