It's Dark in New Orleans

Lyrics: Dominik Zingler/Nicolette Stewart Music: Dominik Zingler/Nicolette Stewart I'm heading south Take the train Packed a bag Slipped away They say it's dark in New Orleans They say there's work for a woman like me I killed a man, and a few more I shot them down and left their bodies cooling on that old dirt floor I killed another to get this seat on a train to New Orleans Three days counting Specter to shine There's gonna be trouble, just my kind I'll take this letter to New Orleans They say there's work for a woman like me I'm heading west Take the train Bound in blood Bound in name The bounties high In New Orleans I hear there's work for a man like me They say good men must intervene I have to wonder is this a nightmare or is it a dream Oh I dream for a man like me There ain't no other than New Orleans Three days counting Specter to shine There's gonna be trouble, Just my kind I'll take this gun to New Orleans They say there's work for a man like me Three days counting Two hands more Hands will be steady once first blood's upon the floor Two above Three below I'm counting graves that I will fill Two above Three below We're counting graves that we have filled We're counting graves that we will fill That we will fill with men like me With men like me