The Wanton Bishops

Now as burdens may crush me down, Yeah as burdens may crush me down, And troubles all around, And

A frenzied crowd is burning the nation, Mutter a few words and incantations, Blood stained buck runs law and

Yeah ah yeah go, I tug my gal in a gunny sack, Shell be true to me till I get back, I threw that

Well the sun went up, Sun went down, I couldnt see, You around I left the city, Breeze

I got a mojo, got a black cat bone, To keep you away you rolling stone, Its true, its you From

Ive been around, a thousand cities, Swam across the deep blue seas, Took part in the most far gone