Holy Irons
Brother on brother
Lying in the fields
Only the Devil is keepin’ score
Your blonde haired boys are scattered long these hills
Picked clean like cotton in a rich man’s war
Lay down your holy irons
Lay down your guns and shining bayonets
Lay down your holy irons
It’s gonna’ be a job to raise the dead
Got no mansion on the yonder mount
No plantation pillars all in white
Just a Southern boy behind a plough
Swept up like nothin’
In a poor man’s fight
Lay down your holy irons
Lay down your guns and shining bayonets
Lay down your holy irons
It’s gonna’ be a job to raise the dead
Farewell Cordelia
Let me hold ya close
So I can remember how it feels
If a bullet brings me down
Before I make it home
You know that I’ll be dreamin’ of you still
Yes I will…
Little soldiers all in blue and grey
Every one of us a’ bleedin’ red
And when this broken body falls away
We’ll all lie down in the same earthen bed
Lay down your holy irons
Lay down your guns and shining bayonets
Lay down your holy irons
It’s gonna’ be a job to raise the dead
Lay down your holy irons
Lay down your guns and shining bayonets
The broken hearted Lord can only wring his hands
It’s gonna’ be a job to raise the dead
Holy IronsLRC歌词
[00:15.500]Brother on brother
[00:16.910]Lying in the fields
[00:22.640]Only the Devil is keepin’ score
[00:30.000]Your blonde haired boys are scattered long these hills
[00:38.150]Picked clean like cotton in a rich man’s war
[00:44.240]Lay down your holy irons
[00:52.640]Lay down your guns and shining bayonets
[00:59.090]Lay down your holy irons
[01:07.320]It’s gonna’ be a job to raise the dead
[01:15.100]Got no mansion on the yonder mount
[01:22.280]No plantation pillars all in white
[01:29.600]Just a Southern boy behind a plough
[01:36.510]Swept up like nothin’
[01:39.570]In a poor man’s fight
[01:43.140]Lay down your holy irons
[01:51.350]Lay down your guns and shining bayonets
[01:57.740]Lay down your holy irons
[02:05.710]It’s gonna’ be a job to raise the dead
[02:13.040]Farewell Cordelia
[02:16.600]Let me hold ya close
[02:20.000]So I can remember how it feels
[02:27.790]If a bullet brings me down
[02:31.120]Before I make it home
[02:34.720]You know that I’ll be dreamin’ of you still
[02:41.100]Yes I will…
[03:01.180]Little soldiers all in blue and grey
[03:08.260]Every one of us a’ bleedin’ red
[03:15.430]And when this broken body falls away
[03:22.240]We’ll all lie down in the same earthen bed
[03:28.560]Lay down your holy irons
[03:36.570]Lay down your guns and shining bayonets
[03:43.050]Lay down your holy irons
[03:50.760]It’s gonna’ be a job to raise the dead
[03:57.030]Lay down your holy irons
[04:04.850]Lay down your guns and shining bayonets
[04:11.540]The broken hearted Lord can only wring his hands
[04:19.200]It’s gonna’ be a job to raise the dead
