Ghost Trains Desert Prayer lyrics

I don't ride where you ride
I don't sleep in dirt where wolves come
Howling out across the mountainside

Do you rate your chances
When the madness dances in you?
You watch the innocent come tumbling down
Do you hope the hangman gets you in the morning?

And now, your bible treats you like a fool
And your desert prayer remains unanswered
For all your preaching, spitting in a pool
Of baptised bastard sinners' laughter


Bright stars hang over Main Street
The wind drops like some lazy dog
Just small town peace and quiet
Trembling by the altar
I hide out down by the whorehouse
Feet from where the marshal fell
You'll meet in hell
My aim will never falter