Ross Robinson - It's Pretty Hard to Beat the King lyrics

Go tell this town I've built them all their coffins As for this face, best to be forgotten [Chorus] "Baby, baby, I've got a reason to leave But I'm not going far Baby, baby, c'mon, I'm begging you, please I'm not the one in chains" "They call me Jesse James and I own the night life I drift from town to town across the nation Praise the Lord, lock and load, boys We go down, we go down, we go down together" [Chorus] Your gun's firing blanks No way out Go tell this town I've built them all their coffins As for this face, best to be forgotten Hell's on its way, no one's gonna stop it I wear the suit, no one's gonna top me