Johnny Rottentale Indigo Girls

Go will i
Over yonder
I will see my mother
And my sister
And my father
Oh but my brother is going to hell

Well they hung him
From the gallow
As the sun turned
Red from yellow
And the crowd they
Heard him haughty
And they sighed
With much relief

The preacher asked him
For any last words
My brother spit on
Onto his clean shirt
Oh and he smiled
Without redemption
Said this is one soul
God dont need

Well now I loved him
I will miss him
As hes burning
And twisting
For his heart with
Dedication
To the devil
And his creed