Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Bird Dog, artist - Shaman's Harvest.
Date of issue: 10.03.2022
Song language: English
Bird Dog |
There’s a black bird |
Perched up on a black dog |
And they’re plotting your demise |
Lazing in the backyard |
And there’s an old man |
Keeps his money in his old bed |
And he ain’t handing out no prize |
Just takes it to his death bed |
He ain’t waiting for no prize |
Just takes it to his death bed |
Bring out a rose, put down a rose |
Lay down a rose in the cemetery |
Bring out a rose, put down a rose |
Lay down a rose in the cemetery |
There’s a dirt road |
Leading up to a dirt farm |
The only harvest to the table |
From the pills made in the bathtub |
And there’s a warrior |
His old buddies call him Gunny |
Keeps his honor in a lockbox |
Locked up in the basement |
Keeps all his honor in a lockbox |
Locked up in the basement |
Bring out your guns, put down your guns |
Lay down your guns in the cemetery |
Bring out your guns, put down your guns |
Lay down your guns in the cemetery |
If you ever |
Find yourself in Franklin County |
Won’t you turn on back |
Or you won’t leave here above ground |
'Cause there’s a monster |
It’s feeding on the essence |
Oh, of every goddamned soul |
And never gets its fill |
Oh, of every goddamned soul |
And never gets its fill |
Bring out your dead, put down your dead |
Lay down the dead in the cemetery |
Bring out your dead, put down your dead |
Lay down the dead in the cemetery |
Bring out a rose, put down your guns |
Lay down the dead in the cemetery |
Bring out a rose, put down your guns |
Lay down the dead in the cemetery |