Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Black River Killer, artist - Blitzen Trapper. Date of issue: 13.09.2018
Song language: English
Black River Killer |
| It was just a little while past the sunset strip |
| They found the girl’s body in an open pit |
| Her mouth was sewn shut, but her eyes were still wide |
| Gazin' through the fog to the other side |
| They booked me on a whim and threw me deep in jail |
| With no bail, sitting silent on a rusty pail |
| Just gazin' at the marks on the opposite wall |
| Rememberin' the music of my lover’s call, yeah |
| So you make no mistake |
| I know just what it takes |
| To pull a man’s soul back from heaven’s gates |
| I’ve been wanderin' in the dark about as long as sin |
| But they say it’s never too late to start again |
| Oh when, oh when |
| Will the spirit come a callin' for my soul to sin |
| Oh when, oh when |
| Will the keys to the kingdom be mine again |
| It was dark as the grave, it was just about three |
| When the warden with his key came to set me free |
| They gave me five dollars and a secondhand suit |
| A pistol and a hat and a worn out flute |
| So I took the bus down to the Rio Grande |
| And I shot a man down on the edge of town |
| Then I stole me a horse and I rode it around |
| Till the sheriff pulled me in and sat me down |
| He said, «you make no mistake |
| I know just what it takes |
| To pull a man’s soul back from heaven’s gates |
| I’ve been wanderin' in the dark about as long as sin |
| But they say it’s never too late to start again» |
| Oh when, oh when |
| Will the spirit come a callin' for my soul to sin |
| Oh when, oh when |
| Will the keys to the kingdom be mine again |
| Well the sheriff let me go with a knife and a song |
| So I took the first train up to Oregon |
| And I killed the first man that I came upon |
| 'Cause the devil works quickly, no it don’t take long |
| Then I went to the river for to take a swim |
| You know that black river water it’s as black as sin |
| And I washed myself clean as a newborn babe |
| Then I picked up a rock for to sharpen my blade |
| Oh when, oh when |
| Will the spirit come a callin' for my soul to sin |
| Oh when, oh when |
| Will the keys to the kingdom be mine again |
| Oh when, oh when |
| Will that black river water wash me clean again |
| Oh when, oh when |
| Will the keys to the kingdom be mine again |