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Artist : Bruce Hornsby
Title : [Fire on the cross]
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[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 daughters
The nights they came on horses
Are long gone with the wind
Now they're passing out the torches
And they're coming back again

There'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

There 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 wonders
Just 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 wind
Now they're passing out the torches
And they're coming back again

There'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

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Artist : Bruce Hornsby    Title : [Fire on the cross]    -----------------    [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 daughters    The nights they came on horses    Are long gone with the wind    Now they're passing out the torches    And they're coming back again       There'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       There 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 wonders    Just 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 wind    Now they're passing out the torches    And they're coming back again       There'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       ]