Sinner

Hey, you sinners
Show me how to die
Hey you liars
Show me how to try

Won’t you come, take may hand
Lead me down to the promised land
With a bottle of whiskey in my hand

Ride on, right on, ride on, right on
Face your demons, ride on

Hey, you mothers
Tell your children now
That there is no promised land
Broken wings, broken hands
Bottle of whiskey in our hands
It’s now or never

So you think you can love me and leave me to die?
I bought your lies and tricks
Now let me try
To break my wings
Break my hands
Lead me down to the promised land
Broken bottle in my hand
Yeah

Hey, you blind and weary
Can you hear me clearly?
Time has come
Change the plan
Tell yourself time and time again

Now or never

Ride on, right on, ride on, right on