in the constellation of the pines

in the constellation of the pines
you check your satchel, you check your stash
you brought the whiskey
you brought the cash

your hair is grey
your heart is brown
your house is burned
and you've been shunned from town

in the constellation of the pines
as you plot your revenge
as your blades you whet
o you of the town

you will get yours
yet