Jason Boland — Hell or Bust

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Whoa, Can you hear
The sound of my tremblin’ hands?
And whoa, Can you see
The tears of a dyin’ man?
Daddy sits and momma cries; sister, she won’t eat
The children are unaware: they’re out playin’ in the streets
A burnin’ bird across the sky, a statute made of rust
Banner flown red down to hell or bust
Down to hell or bust
Jesus, Can you hear
The prayers of your dyin’ lambs?
Jesus, Should we fear
The arrows from a distant land?
And an evil eye is always turned when we turn the other cheek
And we give up our inheritance and the blessings of the meek
The circle, it comes back around: the guest becomes the host
Ash to bone, flesh again to ghost
Flesh again to ghost
Anywhere other than the other side
Oh, you know we were born to ride
Two-by-two side-by-side
Anywhere other than the other side
Children, can you see
That it’s all right before your eyes?
Children, can you hear
Your heart break beneath their lies?
All the wishes ever are at the bottom of the well
And the padres are left to pray for the sinners stuck in hell
One day we’ll all break free of this prison made of bone
Rise above their hallowed halls of stone
Their hallowed halls of stone
Anywhere other than the other side
Oh, you know we were born to ride
And two-by-two and side-by-side
Anywhere other than the other side
Anywhere other than the other side
Oh, you know we were born to ride
And two-by-two and side-by-side
Anywhere other than the other side
Anywhere other than the other side
Anywhere other than the other side