BLOOD ON MY HANDS    D I was riding on the open plain    G                                     D Beneath the darkening sky For my freedom and the border                  G                        D And my true love I did ride Some people say a secret                     G                    D Ain’t no different than a lie                                                     F#m7 And I’m as guilty as any other man                   D Goin’ down to the river         F#m7                D          G        F#m7        D With blood on my hands               D The man I killed he wears my face             G                       D And travels by my name He’s with me on the crowded streets        G                            D Beside me on the train I feel his hand upon my wrist as    G                     D Cold as iron chain As he leads me through the gates                         F#m7 Of no man’s land    D                                 F#m7                  D          G        F#m7        D Down to the river with blood on my hands The politics of right and wrong          G                   D I never understood So many a man of righteousness            G                           D Been nailed up on the wood So many a man of evil            G                            D Has worn the badge of good                                                                  F#m7 Like lions they been layin’ with the lambs             D Going down to the river           F#m7                   D          G        F#m7        D With blood on their hands          D In the furnace of the desert            G                           D The fairest flower grows By the name of sweet Marcina                      G                 D She’s the queen of Mexico She’s waitin’ by her window                  G                                   D With her prayer lights burnin’ low And tonight I miss her more                       F#m7 Than I can stand                   D Goin’ down to the river         F#m7                  D          G        F#m7        D With blood on my hands        D The law fell down upon me                G                          D In the dawning of the day They led me to the courthouse steps                        G                              D Where the hangman’s daughter plays They say her arms will hold you tight                G                       D And this earth will slip away                                                                  F#m7 And you and her go walkin’ hand in hand        D Down to the river         F#m7                    D                  G/D        F#m7        D With blood on your hands Words and music by Robert Hazard © 2007 Heroic Music (ASCAP)