Pale in the Moonlight

Описание: Pale in the Moonlight
By: Lucky Luke

Lyrics:
Momma always home late, daddy never home at all,
Ashtrays full of cigarettes, grease-stained walls.
McDonald's on the table, cold fries for dinner,
Life made me a sinner, not a saint, not a winner.

That man crossed a line, harmed my innocent son,
Something deep inside me snapped, came undone.
Ain't mean by nature, but fate took my hand,
Justice found its way, claimed that evil man.

Granddaddy's gun, speaks soft in the night,
Cold as a tombstone, pale in the moonlight.
Always loaded, waiting for its time,
The weight in my hand, crossing that line.

I ran through the holler, let the creek run deep,
Heart beating like thunder, barely on my feet.
Sun come up, thought they'd track me down,
But the whole damn town was sleeping, I slipped right out.

No one hurts what's mine, no one breaks that bond,
He should've never been there, now he's moved along.
My boys at the window, saw the break of dawn,
Heaven help the wicked facing Granddaddy's gun.

Granddaddy's gun, speaks soft in the night,
Cold as a tombstone, pale in the moonlight.
Always loaded, waiting for its time,
The weight in my hand, crossing that line.

It ain't just metal, it carries his breath,
A voice from beyond, a promise kept.
You can bury the past, but you can't outrun,
The power that lives in Granddaddy's gun.

Granddaddy's gun, it calls through time,
Echoes in my blood, marking this line.
Always loaded, speaks what must be done,
I'll rest with the spirit of Granddaddy's gun.

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