Wolfe's Lament (Reprise)
Well it won't be long 'til we cross this river
I know that death waits on the other side
Though thoughts of the gallows used to make me shiver
I know I've earned what comes after this ride
And when flames lick at my feet, and the world goes cold and black
When I'm hangin' in the street, and the rope's got no more slack
I'll join that throng of demons and I'll wait there patiently
I won't be causin' trouble, cause my friends will come for me
Writer/s: Dead Horse Creek