On the night they killed Faye Tucker
I was gambling away my last dime
Yeah well I pulled down the lever and sent up a prayer
And my luck would not be denied, my luck would not be denied
So roll out the head of Faye Tucker
Yeah well never you mind what they say
Well you may be reborn but it's all just for scorn
And that's what you'll take to the grave, that's what you'll take to the grave
Well the minister wants you to live now
And the governor wants you to fry
And whatever it was you thought might occur
Well they got something else on their minds, they got something else on their minds
If you live they're gonna make you a campaigner
If you die they gonna make you a grave
Either way it goes down
Well your life's not your own
And that's why killin' don't pay
That's why killin' don't pay
I thought I heard the angel's bells
But they were just the hounds of hell
What did you learn Faye Tucker
What will take from this world
Well mercy could prove us
But nothing would move us
To rise above just being cruel
To rise above just being cruel
Sister, I'm heading out of Alabama
So you better think fast.
The wind is gonna pick me up now
And the rain won't slack.
I'm heading down to Georgia.
Welcome to why the church has died
In the heart of the exiled in the kingdom of hate
Who owns the land & keeps the commands
And marries itself to the state
Modern scribes write in Jesus Christ
Everyone is free
And the doors open wide to all straight men & women
But they are not open to me
And who is teaching kids to be soldiers
To be marked by a plain white cross
And we kill just a little to save a lot more
The philosophy of loss
Now there are a few who would be true out of love
And love is hard
And don't think that our hands haven't shoveled the dirt
Over their central American graveyards
Doctors & witch hunters stripped you bare
Left you nothing for your earthly sins
Yeah but who made this noise just a bunch of boys
And the one with the most toys wins
And who is teaching kids to be gamblers
Life is a coin toss
And of course what you give up is what you gain
The philosophy of loss
Whatever has happened to anyone else
Could happen to you & to me
And the end of my youth was the possible truth
That it all happens randomly
So who is teaching kids to be leaders
And the way that it is meant to be
The philosophy of loss
Writer(s): Emily Ann Saliers, Amy Elizabeth Ray
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