Born all alone, Up to seventeen
Roy never known what they wanted him to be
So he tore it down, Burned a light in every town
Like a rainbow fading into blue
All lace and diamonds, Little opium in her smile
Lori was grown in a house of ill repute
One eight nine four
The year that her suitor came calling for her
With a razor and a suit
Oh and there goes the start gun
They go headed around the bend
Don't try to tell the blind the feeling of bluе
The chosen and the bright onе
They are walkin' hand in hand
And if they are mistaken,Then all is forsaken
And truly forgotten
Roy was gunned down,On the red light side of town
In a dance hall, Called the Wiggle Room
Lori followed behind,In a wagon train of time
With her rage, And her wrath in full bloom
Oh and there goes the start gun
She comes headed around the bend
Who stole the soul of my only true
Loves come for justice
With a Derringer in hand
And if she is mistaken,Then all is forsaken
And truly forgotten