They say that no man is an island And good things come to those who wait But the things I hear are there just to remind me Every dog will have his day
The spirits, they intoxicate me I watched them infiltrate my soul They try to say it's too late for me Tell my guns I'm coming home
I swear I'm gonna live forever Tell my maker he can wait I'm riding somewhere south of heaven! Heading back to Santa Fe It's judgment day in Santa Fe
Once I was promised absolution There's only one solution for my sins You gotta face your ghosts and know with no illusions That only one of you is going home again
And I blame this world for making a good man evil It's this world that can drive a good man mad And it's this world that turns a killer into a hero Well I blame this world for making a good man bad
Now I ain't getting into heaven if the devil has his way I swear I'm gonna live forever Heading back to Santa Fe Got debts to pay in Santa Fe It's judgment day in Santa Fe Lord have mercy
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So I save a prayer when I need it most To the Father, Son and the Holy Ghost And sign it from a sinner with no name When I meet my maker Will he close the book on the hearts I broke and the lives I took? Will he walk away 'cause my soul's too late to save?
Now I ain't getting into heaven If the devil has his way I swear I'm gonna live forever Heading back to Santa Fe Got debts to pay in Santa Fe It's judgment day in Santa Fe