Faye Tucker

On the night they killed Faye Tucker

I was gambling away my last dime

Well I pulled down the lever

And I sent up a prayer

That my luck would not be denied

My luck would not be denied

Roll out the head of Faye Tucker

And never you mind what they say

You may be reborn but its all just for scorn

And that's what you'll take to the grave

That's what you'll take to the grave

Well the minister wants you to live now

And the governor wants you to fry

And whatever it was that you thought might occur

They got something else in their minds

The got something else in their minds

If you live they gonna make you a campaigner

If you die they gonna make you a grave

Either way it goes down

Well your life's not your own

And that's why killin' don't pay

That's why killin' don't pay

I thought I heard the angel's bells

But they were just the hounds of hell

What did you learn Faye Tucker

What will take from this world

Well mercy could prove us

But nothing would move us

To rise above just being cruel

To rise above just being cruel