O Fisher - Deadwood Lyrics
I’m dead, I ain’t got no rootsThe toes are pokin’ through ma bootsI’m deadwood.But you can’t say that I’ve fallen,No, ma trunks still a tall ’un.I’m deadwood.Lotsa things crawlin’ through me.The sins, they still choke meLike the ropes wrapped ‘round a cottonwood tree.I’m deadwood.Moss grows on my teethAnd the tears and sweat,They stick to my cheeksAs thick as sap, clear as dew,I’m deadwood.The crack falters my stance.I’m dried out and now I don’t need meNo chances.I’m already deadwood.I’m crooked as the Good Lord’s book.I asked for mercy, that don’t come to foolsHe gave me one look, shook His headNow I’m deadwood.I await the dayWhen the wind no longer makes me swayBut fall down to my kneesAnd I’ll know what it meansTo really plead for MercyAnd I’ll rot like deadwood.Deadwood.Deadwood.But you need a scapegoat like me.Yeh, this town, it needs it’s enemy.Feast your eyes on this sorry pack of lies.Watch yourself.Watch where this deadwood lies.See I am the town scapegoat and enemy.I am the town scapegoat and enemy.I am the town scapegoat and enemy.See I am the town scapegoat and enemy.
