Thin White Rope

Red Sun
Well I hate to see the red red sun go down I hate to see the red red sun go down That's when the hogbone man lay his knuckle down I've become convinced that you're the one Cause you never flinch under the gun Lovers kneel by the roadside in pools of broken glass Gator tails fly like black angels from the wheels - as they pass Aus Songtexte Mania