7 Come 11 - Charley Crockett

I rolled into town

And I laid my money down

On a game that was made to lose

Everything I have

I can carry on my back

I don’t want nothin' I can’t use

7 come 11, I will speak

7 come 11, you gon' see

Well now, once I had a sweet girl

Fair and young and fine

I was hers and she was mine

Well, she couldn’t sing a note

But all along she wrote

«When will you be coming home?»

7 come 11, I will speak

7 come 11, you will see

So when I come around

Haul my body through this town

Keep my words in your mouth

I try to hold on to

To the love that I have found

Lay my poor head down

7 come 11, I will speak

7 come 11, you gon' see

So I drank up all her liquor

And I burned down all your trees

I swam across the blood-red sea

When the second angel came

From heaven it did rain

Like Revelation 16:3

7 come 11, I will speak

7 come 11, you gon' see

7 come 11, I will speak

7 come 11, you gon' see