Big Red Lyrics & Chords By The Existential Gentlemen

He's a man on a mission
He's a man with a plan
Weaker men get thrown by the wayside
His domination's just a matter of time
I was standing by the willow at the crossroads
In slow motion came a long black hearse
And as he spoke to me the sky turned blood red
And all life shriveled like a snail in the sunlight
My soul is baited
I can't hold on
And now I'm nothing but a goddamn waste of a human shell
Big Red won't ya gimmie what's mine
My days are numbered but I still got time
Have mercy as they lay me down to die
The good lord don't take my kind
And now I shuffle through the bleak landscape
From Missippi to the Great Lakes
Always searching for the path back to good grace
Never sure of how I got here in the first place
There's an old man sitting at the station
His eyes are sharp and his teeth are wide
Time stops as he leers at me across-ways
The whisper in my head hits me like a freight train
Your soul is waiting
There's no escaping
The eternity of torment and pain tell me sir, is this your signature
I'm screaming
Big Red won't ya gimmie what's mine
My days are numbered but I still got time
Have mercy as they lay me down to die
The good lord don't take my kind
Big Red now I'm begging with you please
I'm on my knees and I got no shame
Have mercy as they lay me down to die
The good lord don't take my kind
Big Red
The good lord don't take my kind