"The Ballad Of The Crimson Kings" lyrics
"The Ballad Of The Crimson Kings"
They're this band called the Crimson Kings
Come from a-Carolina, Tennessee
Make our stand across wild strings
Old dreadnoughts and drop-down D's
Our roots run deep, true and tough
As the tree of life [?] mandolin
We don't flinch, oh and we don't bluff
For our hearts have been kissed by every wind
There are some who can arise above my fate
Others just can't seem to pray
Then there are those that are condemned by the gods to write
They sparkle and they fade away
Now we'll run, we're the reckless kind
But we have not turned our backs on the savior choir
See each life, all center-twined
So we've come together for the wheels on fire
Now some don't know that they are blessed
Perhaps this is what gives us our means
Well, I might be wrong, oh, nevertheless
Sweet mother of pearl, say a prayer for a Crimson King
There are some who can arise above my fate
Others just can't seem to pray
Then there are those that are condemned by the gods to write
They sparkle and they fade away
There are some who can arise above my fate
Others just can't seem to pray
Then there are those that are condemned by the gods to write
They sparkle and they fade away
Sparkle and they fade away
Sparkle and they fade away
Writer(s): Ray Wylie Hubbard
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- Ray Wylie Hubbard Lyrics
album:
"Dangerous Spirits" (1997)
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