Balance or Fall
well i come from the town
where boys you better learn to stand tall
where it's balance or fall
oh darling do you want me at all
in the morrow i ride
down this road of living more lies
i won't put down my guns
till the house of the rising sun
so let the parlor boys play
on my dying day
but until then
i gotta roam again
so shoot out the windows
of who you think i am
well i'm nobody's friend
and i'll always be a stranger to them
and the harlots upstairs
well they'll never even notice i was there
i'm stealing your queen
cause i've always got an ace up my sleeve
it may be hard to understand
but i like it when they don't mind when i leave
i may die like the rest
with a rope round my neck
but you will always
remember my name
it echoes through the canyons
and the soft desert rain
and i may die like the rest
with a rope around my neck
and you will always
remember my shame
it echoes through the canyon
and the soft desert rain