Big Red Sun Blues
Chorus:
f you ever get south of Cincinnati down where the dogwood trees grow
If you ever get south of the Mason Dixon to the home you left so long ago
If you ever get south of the Ohio River down where Dixieland begins
If you ever get south of Cincinnati I'll be yours again
She pulled the letter from the pages of her Bible
And a rose pressed inside the Book of Luke
For fourteen years she'd write each day but keep it hidden
Refused to even speak his name, but still she wrote
Chorus:
If you ever get south of Cincinnati down where the dogwo
The blood of the kings
Brothers the battle is raging
Choose your side
Sing with us the BATLE HYMS
INTO GLORY RIDE
HAIL TO ENGLAND
THE SIGN OF THE HAMMER's our gide
Forever we're FIGHTING THE WORLD
Side by side
On a crusade
The world we bring
Four Kings of Metal
Four Metal Kings
Death to the false ones
Dance on a string
'Till the blood on your sword is the blood of a king
'Till the blood on your hand is the blood of a king
Our armies in England, Scotland, and Wales
Our brothers in Belgium, Holland and France will not
fail
Denmark, Sweden, Norway, Finland, Italy
Switzerland, Austria
Back to the glory of Germany
On a crusade
The world we bring
Four Kings of Metal
Four Metal Kings
Death to the false ones
Dance on a string
'Till the blood on your sword is the blood of a king
'Till the blood on your hand is the blood of a king
Sound the DEATH TONE
On our MARCH FOR REVENGE
Spill THE BLOOD OF MY ENEMIES
THE OATH of a friend
Fight the HOLY WAR for THE CROWN AND THE RING
Six magic circles made by the BLOOD OF THE KINGS
Wherever we ride, It's metal we bring
Four Kings of Metal
Four Metal Kings
Death to the false ones
Dance on a string
'Till the blood on your sword is the blood of a king
'Till the blood on your hand is the bloof of a king
Blood of a king