Death Has Come For Me

Born in the shadow of a blood-red moon

Mama cried whiskey tears Said I'd be gone too soon.The preacher held me close

Said "This one's wild Unholy" But the devil tipped his hat Whispered "Kid You're my trophy"

Death has come for me But I ain't ready to leave

Let me take another shot of whiskey to the face

And finish writing this song with my last breath of grace The first gun I held was colder than steel

It sang me lullabies that taught me how to feel

I kissed the dirt roads Married the night skies

Made my peace with sinners Learned to outrun their lies Barrels and bones.Cigarettes and stones

They’re the only friends I’ve known

Born in the dirt under a blood-red sky

Mama cried hard but the devil was nigh

He lit my cradle with a match and a grin

Said "Boy You ain't leaving without some sin"

Death has come for me I ain't done

Pour another shot Let the barrel hum

I'll drink to the fight To the blood

To the wrong.One more shot of whiskey to finish this song Ran with wolves on the outlaw trail

Every scar's a story Every breath a tale

I've kissed the gallows I’ve danced with the noose

But I always cut loose I always cut loose

I write my sins with a bottle in hand

And a six-shot choir that don’t understand The reaper's on my heels He's a patient man

I’ve got a flask and a steady hand If this life’s a gamble Then I’ve bet it all Raise a glass to the night Let the darkness fall I hear the chains rattle

The gallows call my name But I’m dancing with the ghosts of my outlaw Days The bottle’s my Bible

The bullet’s my hymn I’ll die how I lived wild and free Burning whiskey to the brim writing songs y'all will never understand why they keep playing the songs I wrote and not my voice on the radio