Day Is Done - Ryan Bingham

Let your mammas cry when the trains roll at night

Let the wildfires fly with the soul of child

When the day is done, I was born a bad man’s son

When the day is done, I was born a bad man’s son

Let the coyotes cry, underneath heaven’s eyes

Never speak of death, cause only life can rest

Chorus: Repeat

Will you save the last dance, will you give the boy a chance

Before you wave your flag and he dies in Iraq