时间：2025-11-08
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No Country for Good Men (Dark Country) - Dark Country Boy
They took my land, they took my name
Now I'm the fire they can't contain
No saints left, just steal and sin
This ain't no country for good men
The river runs with rust and blood
Feels like fellow choked in mud
I carved my vows in black and pine
A broken soul, a bitter line
No hymns to sing, no hands to lend
The road is long, the rules all bend
They took my land, they took my name
Now I'm the fire they can't contain
No saints left, just steal and sin
This ain't no country for good men
The church bell cracked, the preacher fled
Hope was buried with the dead
Echoes linger sharp and thin
A cry for justice in the wind
The creek ran dry, the fields turned brown
They sold the soul of this old town
The church bell rings, but no one prays
Just empty echoes of better days
As ashes rise, the wind don't care
Justice fades like smoke in the air
They took my land, they took my name
Now I'm the fire they can't contain
No saints left, just steal and sin
This ain't no country for good men
The stars look down, but they don't see
The broken man I've come to be
The ground is hard, the night is long
I wear my scars like an outlaw song
They took my land, they took my name
Now I'm the fire they can't contain
No saints left, just steal and sin
This ain't no country for good men
