Hold My Fire - David Ryan Harris

He happened upon my late night scene

He rode into town about 12:15

In a '69 overpainted Emerald Green

He happened upon my late night scene

He rode into town about 12:15

In a '69 overpainted Emerald Green

Smelling like weed and Alf Fouchine

'Said that he was looking for this kid, Eugene

Who lived on the corner of Fifth and Macy

Gene was messin' 'round with his wife, Doreen

Under the kicked-in door he heard him scream

He said

«I've got so much trouble on my mind

That I even scare myself sometimes

I make a threat, my conscious sweats

My mind gets set and I’m gone»

Somebody better hold me back

Somebody better hold me back

Slap my face and get me back on track

I’ll pull my pin

I won’t be ashamed to sin

If I don’t hold my fire

Hold my fire

It happened so fast

But before I knew

He pulled a cold .45 from the heel of his shoe

I heard two shots and Gene caught one

Then he was gone just as quick as he’d come

'Said

«I've got so much trouble on my mind

That I even scare myself sometimes

I make a threat, my conscious sweats

My mind gets set and I’m gone»

Somebody better hold me back

Somebody better hold me back

Slap my face and get me back on track

I’ll pull my pin

I won’t be ashamed to sin

If I don’t hold my fire

I don’t hold my fire

I’ve got so much trouble on my mind

That I even scare myself sometimes

I make a threat, my conscious sweats

My mind gets set and I’m gone

I’m gone

I’m gone

I’m gone, I’m too far gone

Somebody better hold me back

Somebody better hold me back

Slap my face and get me back on track

I will pull this pin

I won’t be ashamed to sin

If I don’t hold my fire

Hold my fire