hold out your hand
Singer:brandi carlile
i run a lot of miles of life and crime
of mountain climbs and quittin' times
packing that load of lyin' rhymes
and tired jokes and wooden dimes
i've been everybody's friend
i could serve two masters
living like a dog in a cage in the hole
with a fist full of cold hard cash and i can't let go
the devil can't have my soul
the devil can't get your soul
the devil can't get your soul
the hand comes around and the trumpet sounds
and his number calls and the moment he falls
and the haunted halls of man he will understand
when the rain don't fall and the river don't run
and the wind takes orders from the blazing sun
the devil don't break with a fiery snake
and you handled about goddamn much as you can take
the devil don't take a break
the devil don't take a break
the devil don't take no break
of games and bullets and tensions to heal
for a careless mistake and a fight lost to god!
to leave your brother for father's grief
or you'll faint like a sea
when all is covered silver and light
any color and light but you know you wanna fight!