The sun was high, the birds had fallen still
A painful wind spared none but those who hid their eyes again
They did not see, the stranger came to town
With vengeance in his heart, he spared not one that he could see
Ask yourself are you a dead man walking?
The price upon your head, for ever taking aim
Have you found the right way for talking
Cos a rope around your neck tells you who's bound take the blame
The son was gone, spared that he might flee
And tell a tale of hate no man should ever have to see
None would be despair, the stranger bit the ground
The lights were going out and I could tell you'd not believe
The sun still high, the wind picked up, and none would face their fear
How this would end to all was oh so clear
They did not see, the stranger came to town
With vengeance in his heart, he spared not one that he could see
The sun was high, the birds were still again
The gallows creaked and none would hide from what they always fear
They did not see, that stranger in the crowd
A single shot was all he'd need for mercy to be clear
You know you're just a dead man walking
No price now on your head, it's time to face the pain
There really was no right way for talking
Cos a rope around your neck,
Yes, the rope around your neck says who's to blame
credits
from If at first...,
released February 1, 2014
Words & Music by David Bradley
Vocals DB and Marie Fontaine
Guitar, percussion, production DB
Dead Man Walking by Dave "Sciencebass" Bradley in a duet with Marie "Commonwealthgirrl" Fontaine - you can think of us as a kind of British-Canadian Dolly and Kenny...or Davey and Marie...or not, up to you! ;-)