The SteelDrivers - The Price
Cold, dark, lonesome dead of nightThings gone so wrong can't get right
In the darkness hear the sound
Of a world that's upside down
Mercy ain't got no judgment
Justice got a rag tied around her eyes
Ought to be tears rolling down her face
At the blind tryin' to lead the blind
Rich man rolls the dice
Poor boy pays the price
Only hurts to think of home
Makes it hard to be alone
Every moment of a day
Trouble standing in my way
Mercy ain't got no judgment
Justice got a rag tied around her eyes
Ought to be tears rolling down her face
At the blind tryin' to lead the blind
Rich man rolls the dice
Poor boy pays the price
Mercy ain't got no judgment
Justice got a rag tied around her eyes
Ought to be tears rolling down her face
At the blind tryin' to lead the blind
Rich man rolls the dice
Poor boy pays the price
Written by:
Mike Henderson, Christopher Alvin Stapleton
Publisher:
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Spirit Music Group, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
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