The Walkabouts - Murdering Stone lyrics

Man came down from the field A lonely horseman Headin' back to the stable Said he was sorry But his cain was not able To save us all from ourselves Man sees the blood on every door And hears the laughter In the good people's hearts Their pocket's empty And their coats ripped apart And the man makes a promise to the town I wanna give you my murdering stone Give you my murdering stone Happy-go-lucky's back in town Happy-go-lucky's says he's fit to be tied Now that his hands have done A sin worse than pride And the man makes a promise to us all I wanna give you my murdering stone Give you my murdering stone Won't you take my x2 I wanna give you my murdering stone My hands are heavy now that all the guns are home Take my murdering stone And i wanna give you my murdering stone Please take my murdering x2 Please take my murdering stone