Your Work Isn't Done

There's a hole in the hull
Of the boat that I'm on
There's a crow overhead
Singing oh oh oh oh Death is my friend

And though you think your time has come
And the wheels of fate have spun
Death has declared your work here isn't done

There's a girl on my heart
Safe at shore in her lover's arms
My knuckles they still bleed
From blows I've dealt in my darkest dreams
To the man that stole her away from me

And though you think your time has come
And the wheels of fate have spun
Death has declared your work here isn't done

There's a gun at my side
And an army of wicked men asking to die
My bullets won't fly straight
Alone in my sinking ship they're soon to take
My brothers and I, our course we will not shake

And though you think your time has come
And the wheels of fate have spun
Death has declared your work here isn't done
Isn't done
Isn't done