Crows Feet - Black Pistol Fire

If-I was a crow darlin

Never leave this town (momma)

Never let my feet touch the

Never let my feet (touch the ground)

So both are gone child

Theyre just up high

Th’hour I was made darlin

I was made to fly

Ice black as coal (now)

Hear the angels cry

You sold your soul now

So now you’re facing the night

Get my hands on a fallin star

Keep it light to bring you back to-- my heart

Coming right back in my tracks

Too far gone there up high

If-I was a crow darlin

Never leave this town

Never let my feet touch the

Never let my feet (touch the ground)

CODA

Call all your preachers

Wide eyed believer

Wake up to find that your

Life’s passed you by

OUTRO