The Day Robert Palins Murdered Me Christian Lee Hutson (Ft. Shelby Lorman & Whitmer Thomas)

[Verse 1: Hutson]
The church bells, they were ringin'
The clouds were low and brown
The horses, they were neighin'
The day Robert Palins shot me down

[Verse 2: Hutson]
He rode into town on a jet black mare
Spat and hitched her to a tree
He made his way to the town saloon
The day Robert Palins murdered me

[Verse 3: Hutson & Thomas]
It was also the night that the skeletons came to life
They came from underground
And from all over
Then Palins grabbed the preacher's daughter
He aimed his shooter at my crown
He cocked that crooked hammer back
And he brought that hammer down
Exactly. The bones are the skeletons' money
In our world bones equal dollars
That's why they're coming out tonight
To get their bones from you
The skeletons will pull your hair
Up but not out
All they want is another chance at life
They've never seen so much food as this
Underground there's half as much food as this
And the worms are their money
And the bones are their dollars