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Dreamhenge
prayer feat david mebane richard montefiore
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They will come in the morning
They will come for me
They will bring me down
to the hangmanâs tree
They will put me on a tall horse
Where I can be heard
Theyâll read the judgeâs sentence
and ask for my last words
Wonât you say a prayer
For my motherâs lost son
Now that my race is run
I was born on a dirt farm
Poor as poor could be
I took my Daddyâs pistol
and ran when I was fifteen
I stole a horse from rich man
And away I rode â
Till the law ran me down
In San Antonio
Wonât you say a prayer
When it all is done
Now that my race is run
Wonât you say a prayer
From my motherâs lost son
Now that my race is run