Shattered Cross - Darrell Scott

You don’t mess around with a man in black

You will say something wrong that you can’t take back

You wll go for a ride in his automobile

To a spot in the woods, just over the hill

No, you don’t mess around with a man in black

You don’t fool around with a woman in red

You’ll wake up alone in a cold, barren bed

And she’ll empty your pockets and tear out your heart

And leave you the wounds of a life torn apart

No, you don’t fool around with a woman in red

Oh, you never make deals with a man named Doc

Or you’ll have a gun in your hand by twelve o’clock

'Neath the sodium lights with your heart in your throat

Your life won’t amount to a bottle of smoke

No, you never make deals with a man named Doc

Don’t bring me your tales of temptation and loss

The rags of your dreams, your shattered cross

You see, I’ve heard your confession, I know just who you blame

And if you had it all back you’d just lose it again

You can’t think on redemption if you ain’t saved

Don’t tell me your tales of temptation and loss;

Don’t bing me the pieces of your shattered cross