Turpentine Lyrics – The Bleeding Idahos
Singer: The Bleeding Idahos
Title: Turpentine
Child of living
Watch ‘em how they grow
I can’t be forgiven
For the seeds that I’ve sown
Blessed is the shepherd
Who keeps the wolf from the lamb
If only I could apprehend
The good grace of God
And the words He sought
From a poor boy with blood on his hands
(Over by the lonely trail are faces in the sand
I doused them all in kerosine and paid my last respects)
Peter, dear brother
Won’t you grant me reprieve?
I may be a sinner
But I sure ain’t a thiеf
I’m asking you now, brother
Please heed thе call
‘Cause hell ain’t the place I belong
Trust that I’ll reach you
When the mud turns to gold
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