Michelle Billingsley - Kangaroo Court Lyrics

Dearly departed, saints or whoever
We're gathered together to decide who's better off
Cast your ballots on folded paper
With letters written in honest prayer
On my left's a loaded weapon but a good man
His only gun hidden inside of his head
Road on his boots, dust from strange sands
Evidence of Delta lands in salt on his collar
On my right's a woman look a lot like me
No quarter given, no change received
But I, I mean, she's as sweet as can be
Your honor, her honor is squeaky clean
When she loves (When she loves) she loves like the back of a hand
I'm asking you now, I petition you here
Send him away for a thousand years
Send him away for a thousand years
I'm asking you now, I petition you here
Send him away for a thousand years
Now, was permission granted, or permission kept
Whose lips last left that cigarette
This cracked engine block of a man
Dried horse sweat on his stained hands
And the wild eyes of a setting sun?
I'm asking you now, my sisters, my peers
Send him away for a thousand years
Send him away for a thousand years
I'm asking you now, my sisters, my peers
Send him away for a thousand years
Not for the crimes you could plainly see
But the ones he dared to keep from me