Band - Hell's Half Acre Lyrics
Intro: d5 e5 eE a dE a dE a d e a dIts way up in the black hills where we come fromE a d e a dTheres a girl and she warned me dont pick up that gunE aBy the law of the landE aBy the promise that might is rightE a d eShe would hold me and cry - dont you go off and fightD dsusSomebody knocking at my doorB5 c gOh, I been called to warD dsusSay goodbye to tobacco roadA7Wear my colors, call my brothersCAnd for my country Ill goE a d eDown on hells half acreE a d eShakin with feverE a d eRumble in the jungleE d eDown on hells half acreShe wrote me a letter and said what have they donePlaced a crown of thorns an this native sonOh, maybe theyre right, but maybe theyre wrongBut what can I do, youre not here youre goneSomething in the air is much too quietHear my heartbeatThe storms that rages from withinThree times thunder, blood runs coldGot this wound on my soulDown on hells half acreWalking on fireWe got trouble in the wastelandDown on hells half acreBack in the land where buffalo roamOh is this my homeShe said youve changed, youre not the sameClouds of napalm and the opiumThe damage was already doneDown on hells half acreShakin with feverRumble in the jungleDown on hells half acreDown on hells half acreWalking on fireWe got trouble in the wastelandDown on hells half acre
