Mahogany Dread Songtext
von Hiss Golden Messenger

Well I can′t go back, I know that now
But who said I wanted to?
Oh, when I cut my hair and I rode away
Yes, on that bright day
With the sun in my eyes
I maybe told myself a lie


Yeah, the dead are here, they never go away
Oh, so I never ask them to
But the misery of love is a funny thing
The more it hurts
The more you think
Yes, you can stand a little pain

I can feel how you want the reins laid bare
Do you think it's up to me?
Oh, my baby girl with a song so fair
The more she knows
The more she cries
I maybe told a couple lies


Yes, the girl of mine with silver in your hair
But I still want you
It′s getting hard to be easy now
A couple of kids
Mahogany dread
But happy days are still ahead