Cast me in the fire
Drown me in the sea
But don’t let me walk this earth alone
With a burden over me
And nothing to show for this life
Only rough hands and sore bones
I will march through hell to those pearly gates
And i’ll die before I lose my soul
I’ve got my war torn brother to my left
And my shell shocked friend to my right
Both fighting men for a dying land
Praying to get home alive
And i’ll kill that fucking devil if I have to
Slit his throat and bleed him just for fun
Whatever it takes for those pearly gates
I ain’t going back to prison where i’m from
Burn ‘em
Oh, burn ‘em to the ground
Let the fires burn
This sorrowful town
There’s a crossroads burning in us all
Killing souls for the wicked
In the shade of the march
And, now The Old Salts are moving in
On a frontal assault
We’re gonna tear ‘em down brick by brick
Them, and their children that follow
Burn ‘em
Oh, burn ‘em to the ground
Let the fires burn
This sorrowful town
credits
from The Old Salts,
released November 3, 2014
Produced, Recorded, and Mixed by Sydney Galbraith at Desert Fish Studios
Mastered by Jeff Wolpert
Written by James da Mota
Performed and Arranged by The Old Salts with The Reverend Brodie Stevenson on Harmonica
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