Song parody of
The 13th Day
by Back to Blue
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The 13th day of the 13th year
Woke up with the moon to find myself here
He shined a blue light down upon my dark soul
"Put your walking shoes on, boy, it's time to go"
No place to hide when the Devil comes to call
Stronger men than me couldn't stop their fall
But I've a Cross made of bullets and a mojo hand
And this bottle of whiskey will help me to stand
And I've spent the last 1000 nights alone
Praying for someone to hear my song
These bitter tears have soaked my bones
Preaching of what's right when all I do is wrong
The silhouette of a black crow guides me on my way
Shadows on a paletted night that have no good to say
This thin coat can't stop the wind and the rain
But the memory of a face makes me burn with shame
And I've spent the last 1000 nights alone
Praying for someone to hear my song
These bitter tears have soaked my bones
Preaching of what's right when all I do is wrong
And the old cemetery still waits on the hill
So I'll drink to my soul 'til I get my fill
And I'll drink to all the lost along the way
Forsaken by their lovers til the Devil comes for his pay
And I've spent the last 1000 nights alone
Praying for someone to hear my song
These bitter tears have soaked my bones
Preaching of what's right when all I do is wrong
The 13th day of the 13th year
Woke up with the moon to find myself here
He shined a blue light down upon my dark soul
"Put your walking shoes on, boy, it's time to go"
No place to hide when the Devil comes to call
Stronger men than me couldn't stop their fall
But I've a Cross made of bullets and a mojo hand
And this bottle of whiskey will help me to stand
And I've spent the last 1000 nights alone
Praying for someone to hear my song
These bitter tears have soaked my bones
Preaching of what's right when all I do is wrong
The silhouette of a black crow guides me on my way
Shadows on a paletted night that have no good to say
This thin coat can't stop the wind and the rain
But the memory of a face makes me burn with shame
And I've spent the last 1000 nights alone
Praying for someone to hear my song
These bitter tears have soaked my bones
Preaching of what's right when all I do is wrong
And the old cemetery still waits on the hill
So I'll drink to my soul 'til I get my fill
And I'll drink to all the lost along the way
Forsaken by their lovers til the Devil comes for his pay
And I've spent the last 1000 nights alone
Praying for someone to hear my song
These bitter tears have soaked my bones
Preaching of what's right when all I do is wrong
