Reverend James Elmore Jenkins - The Pale Horse Lyrics

There's a fire rolling on through the streets
The cowboys from the west fighting the enemies from the east
The guns are blazing the tanks they roar
Nobody knows why they're fighting or what they're fighting for
Then the Pale Horse comes to town
Momma's got the cooling board blues
They just put her son six feet in the ground

Low and lonely drifting from the shore
You're down back alleys you're trying to score
You run out of money on your knees you plead
The stuff that does you in is always the stuff you need
And then the Pale Horse comes to town
Nobody cares when they put that junkie
Six feet in the ground

One side or the other the line's been drawn
Today you're here but tomorrow you might be gone
He'll come for you like a thief in the night
You better say your prayers boy you better try and make things right
Because the Pale Horse is coming to town
I wonder who will be there when they put me
Six feet in the ground