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Back there things got ugly and heartless to boot
I don't quite record the details but I got blood on my shoes
The blackest hour in the blackest country is right before the dawn
But nobody seems to be travelling this world without a morn
Nobody wants to be travelling this world without a morn
Tired of looking for shelter, too long out in the cold
I am on the wastes and the stateless and I bought and I sold
The blackest hour in the blackest country is right before the dawn
But nobody seems to be travelling this road without a morn
Nobody wants to be travelling this road without a morn
Nobody wants to be travelling this road without a morn
Love never made good a sinner or turn it to a saint
Luck never made a winner but a loser I ain't
The blackest hour in the blackest country is right before the dawn
Bot nobody seems to be travelling this road without a morn
Nobody wants to be travelling this road without a morn
Nobody wants to be travelling this world without a morn.
- Album:
- Dark Country