Ruby Red

A sheep in devil's clothing Wounded on her journey Engraved upon her heart, she did A solemn promise to be worthy To be good by being bad Working for the man A different kind of Uncle Sam Trading allegiance for power and power for sand Lost the handle of the whip Drinking poison in large sips Can't catch the mockingbird whose words Echoing mournful dirge (Little momma ruby red) Paint the fable of her death and how she resurrects (With your wings made of lead) A secret hard to keep on which no one will believe (Hit the road and dust will fly) Wolf crying of spilled milk (Black birds fill the sky) Little momma ruby red With your wings made of lead Hit the road and dust will fly Black birds fill the sky Let us now praise The infinite loving ways Known to all you touched Butterflies exploding in the wake of you Magical dust, lust Kept locked in a secret box Fear of sin You told me just before you died The last December of your life "Life is too short to hide Let in the love, let in the light" We saw it in your eyes, when they went 'round the room one last time Your face already smiling God from the other side "Was I ready to walk her home?", she said "Tomorrow's never promised and always be honest" Her breath is now our song Lady Death is never wrong Make no mistake, Lady Death is never wrong Little momma ruby red With your wings made of lead Hit the road and dust will fly Black birds fill the sky Little momma ruby red With your wings made of lead Hit the road and dust will fly Black birds fill the sky Little momma ruby red With your wings made of lead Hit the road and dust will fly Black birds fill the sky