Holy Rider

(Don’t let them take it away.)

Holy Rider, when the devil comes calling he calls for me.

And I’d take the taking, but the man from the bank done took it from me.

But I can’t remember when…good fortune does come,

It never follows me.

The demons in my head they dance around

(and then the voices start to say…)

In styles obscene.

(Don’t let them take it away…from me!!)

The jacket’s way too tight, pull out the knife

(And with the blood upon my hands…)

Cut at the seams.

(I pray.)

But those words that he said (and) the papers in his hands said take it from me.

But I never seem to win.

When emptiness comes it fills itself with me.

I seen him shaking.

The barrel in my hands gonna set me free.

And I shot that man dead,

Cause the man from the bank tried to take it from me.

And I can’t remember when…

My heavy black heart ever let me be.

But those demons in my head they dance around

(and then the voices start to say…)

In ecstasy.

(Don’t let them take it away…from me!!)

The jacket’s way too tight, pull out the knife

(And with the blood upon my hands…)

Cut at the seams.

(I pray.)

But I can’t remember when another man’s ever made me feel so sane.

Holy Rider, when the devil comes calling, he calls for me.