They're looking for some hired guns on the Texas border
To shoot 'em all down if they try to cross over the water
And they've got their old white hoods and the same old orders
To keep the dark sons away from their daughtersThe nights they came on horses
Are long gone with the wind
Now they're passing out the torches
And they're coming back againThere's a shotgun blast
There's a secret sign
It's not a candle burning and it's not a Sunday night
There's a fire on the cross
There's a fire on the cross tonightThere wasn't any sound but it felt like sudden thunder
Two boards nailed together and burning bright
He was walking by the window when he saw it
Now he wondersJust what he's got to do to make him see
He just want to be brothers
The nights they came on horses
Are long gone with the windNow they're passing out the torches
And they're coming back againThere's a shotgun blast
There's a secret sign
It's not a candle burning and it's not a Sunday night
There's a fire on the cross
There's a fire on the cross tonight
Songwriters
HORNSBY, BRUCE / HORNSBY, JONATHANPublished by
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