In a Box I'm Coming Home ft. Leslie Wills Lyrics
- Genre:Folk
- Year of Release:2017
Lyrics
They nearly caught me
Down in San Antone before the rising sun
We fell behind them
A trail of 20 men, to pay for a deed I done
Oh I'm coming home
I'm not a man these walls can hold
Though my sins, may take my soul
In a box I'm coming home
I ain't no rich man, live no life of ease
Nothing but this troubled old song
I saw my picture, wanted for robberies
And wondered where the money all gone
Oh I'm coming home I'm not a
Man these walls can hold
Though my sins, may take my soul
In a box I'm coming home
I hid my face in town
I laid my money down
Two whiskeys and a senorita queen
Oh what a dream, until I woke that night
She had much more in mind
The ransom that was paid for me
Oh I'm coming home I'm not a
Man these walls can hold
Though my sin, may take my soul
In a box I'm coming home
In a box I'm coming home
In a box I'm coming home
In a box I'm coming home