Shaman's Harvest - Bird Dog lyrics

[Verse 1] There's a black bird Perched up on a black dog And they're plotting your demise Lazing in the backyard And there's an old man Keeps his money in his old bed And he ain't handing out no prize Just takes it to his death bed He ain't waiting for no prize Just takes it to his death bed [Chorus] Bring out a rose, put down a rose Lay down a rose in the cemetery Bring out a rose, put down a rose Lay down a rose in the cemetery [Verse 2] There's a dirt road Leading up to a dirt farm The only harvest to thе table From the pills made in thе bathtub And there's a warrior His old buddies call him Gunny Keeps his honor in a lockbox Locked up in the basement Keeps all his honor in a lockbox Locked up in the basement [Chorus] Bring out your guns, put down your guns Lay down your guns in the cemetery Bring out your guns, put down your guns Lay down your guns in the cemetery [Verse 3] If you ever Find yourself in Franklin County Won't you turn on back Or you won't leave here above ground 'Cause there's a monster It's feeding on the essence Oh, of every goddamned soul And never gets its fill Oh, of every goddamned soul And never gets its fill [Chorus] Bring out your dead, put down your dead Lay down the dead in the cemetery Bring out your dead, put down your dead Lay down the dead in the cemetery [Chorus] Bring out a rose, put down your guns Lay down the dead in the cemetery Bring out a rose, put down your guns Lay down the dead in the cemetery