Fire in the Field

Lyrics

some days i roll with dead men
other times i sit with you
my darlin’ done left me lord
left me this morning
nightmare of yesterday ring true

a dozen too many
my blues is plenty

ain’t no one gonna reckon with you baby
but i can’t help gettin’ down

come, now, you’ve gotta reckon with me,
get, down, get on be free

some days i run with dead men
other pains have lust for my mind
too tired to look for your desires
i need you to kick in some my friend

a dozen too many
my blues is plenty

ain’t no one gonna reckon with you baby
but i can’t help gettin’ down

come, now, you’ve gotta reckon with me,
get, down, get on be free

a dozen dead, laced in step babe, a dozen dead it’s true
a dozen dead, laced in step babe, a dozen dead it’s true
they bargain my hands at the gallows’ pole
as i beckon to you, as i beckon to you, as i beckon

some days I dance in the sunset
all these times I bleed for you
well i’m beaten, now i’m broken
but i dance, i dance for you

a dozen too many
come, now , you’ve gotta reckon with me,
get, down, get on be free
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