Lyric South Pennsylvania Waltz

I ain t afraid of your laughin
Nor afraid of your fist
Come on with it brother
Your sweet betrayal kiss

I ain t a scared of you no more
Nor the scars upon your wrists
These bullets you ve been shootin at me
Yeah, they all fall short an miss
Yea yo... oh brother

Get your boots on boy an get on out
An make your leavin quick
This shack you built is on my land
An it s comin down brick by brick
Yea yo... oh brother

Oh there s a, oh there s a willow

Oh my darlin oh my girl
Again I ve made you cry
I got a mean man in me
Yeah, I guess that s why
Get oh... oh brother
Upon the willow s walk...