Conman Coming - Monica Heldal

There’s a conman coming

There’s a conman coming

There’s a conman coming outta your railroad

I can feel him coming

I can hear him coming

I can see him coming to steal my soul

When the conman fires

And the flames get higher

When the conman fires gotta run somehow

And take this poor girl’s money

Just take my money

Take this poor girl’s money while you take them out

When the music’s gone

And the lights were drawn

When the sun is dawning outta love song, I won’t

'Cause there’s a conman coming

There’s a conman coming

There’s a conman coming outta your railroad

To steal my soul

To steal my soul