When the Blood Runs Free
Words by Pat Streatfield, Redruth, Cornwall
I got a rock so I can roll with the punches,
Don't deserve a friend like you.
You're there when I run outta hunches,
You're there when troubles on the brew.
CHORUS:
You're there when I'm slidin' down the toilet,
When that ol' devil's gotta grip on me,
When the cards in my hand have nothin' worth to call it,
You're there when the blood runs free.
You gotta strong right arm, always willing,
Don't deserve a friend like you.
You're there when the streets are full of killin',
You're always there when trouble's on the brew.
You're a mighty oak where I can run for shelter,
You don't deserve a rat like me.
You're there when I should have done better,
You're there when the blood runs free.
CHORUS:
You're there when I'm slidin' down the toilet,
When that ol' devil's gotta grip on me,
When the cards in my hand have nothin' worth to call it,
You're there when the blood runs free.
Words by Pat Streatfield, Redruth, Cornwall
Jun 3
