Girish and the Chronicles - The Revolving Barrel

The Revolving Barrel
I walk alone in this desert with six strings in my hand
Got some dime in my pocket yet I head for this land
The cold stare from the people I know I'm a wanted man

I'm going round the circles, I'm tryina find my pain
But every time I step in, all I see is the rain
It's a town of dead people, with blood stains in their hands

I know you think that I won't make it alone
I've got my whiskey and my gun to make it through
An outlaw with a bounty on my head
I know no love, coz she was once shot by a gun

Yeah I say she was shot by a gun
I found her sleeping with another man
I shot my lady coz I had no choice
That was the day I started to walk alone

Now I walk alone in this desert with six strings in my hand
Got no dime in my pocket, I walk away from this land
The cold stare from the people I m still a wanted man

I'm going to hell, God help me

Written by:
Girish Pradhan, Yogesh Pradhan

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