Silver Dagger

Lyrics for Silver Dagger

I'm on the dark side of a hollow hill The sun comes up, babe, but it's hard to get my fill Your blue serape, and it fits my mood I'm through with Bibles, and I'm through with food Somebody's calling, tryna track me down And if I don't answer, I can hang around I slide past lovers lost in the dark I look for high ground for to build an ark And I can't remember when I felt so free Maybe September, the year you believed in me In nineteen hundred-and-ninety-nine When I found the angels a-drinking wine Seems every castle is made of sand The great destroyer sleeps in every man Here comes my baby, here comes my man With that silver dagger in his hand Ooh, ooh-doo Ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh With that silver dagger in his hand