J. Tillman Laborless Land
So in toll with a broken hand
In some Labourless land
Where the going is free
I don? t need a song to tell me
I don? t need old histories warning
You rest up a child I hung in man
Daylight daylight daylight
Daylight daylight daylight
I don? t need a song to tell me
I don? t need old histories warning
For what I saw the blood red morning
I don? t need a song to tell me
I don? t need old histories warning
For what I saw that blood red morning
Daylight daylight daylight
Daylight daylight daylight
I don? t need a song to tell me
What I saw in the blood red morning
What I saw that blood red morning
I don? t need a song to tell me
What I saw that blood red morning
What I saw that blood red morning
What I saw in the blood red morning
