Lyrics
The blood moon of a neon sign
You got "no good" on your mouth
And I hear the color red
I saw your neighbor smiling there
In and out her own back chair
And I hear the color red
I don't blame you
But what he's taking just ain't worth his life
Hallelujah, I can't let you kill a man tonight
'Cause I'm all that you have left
And you're standing on the edge
Of the color red
A.45 on the shotgun seat
Cold steel just a meeting heat
And I hear the color red
A traitor's kiss on an innocent cheek
He stole the land from beneath your feet
And I, I hear the color red
I don't blame you
But what he's taking just ain't worth his life
Hallelujah, I can't let you kill a man tonight
'Cause when you think you've lost it all
You don't have far to fall
To the color red
I hear the color red
Down at the coffee shop
Hear the man a talking
He pats you on the back
While he's picking your pocket
I hear the color red
Blood in the water, big red tractor
Auctioneer chants like a bad man's laughter
I hear the color red
And I know sometimes a brother needs a helping hand
It may be a sin, but I'm sure the Lord will understand
And why I had to steal your gun
I don't blame you
But what he's taking just ain't worth his life
Hallelujah, I can't let you go out there tonight
'Cause I'm all that you have left
And you're standing on the edge
Of the color red
The color red
The color red
The color red
You got "no good" on your mouth
And I hear the color red
I saw your neighbor smiling there
In and out her own back chair
And I hear the color red
I don't blame you
But what he's taking just ain't worth his life
Hallelujah, I can't let you kill a man tonight
'Cause I'm all that you have left
And you're standing on the edge
Of the color red
A.45 on the shotgun seat
Cold steel just a meeting heat
And I hear the color red
A traitor's kiss on an innocent cheek
He stole the land from beneath your feet
And I, I hear the color red
I don't blame you
But what he's taking just ain't worth his life
Hallelujah, I can't let you kill a man tonight
'Cause when you think you've lost it all
You don't have far to fall
To the color red
I hear the color red
Down at the coffee shop
Hear the man a talking
He pats you on the back
While he's picking your pocket
I hear the color red
Blood in the water, big red tractor
Auctioneer chants like a bad man's laughter
I hear the color red
And I know sometimes a brother needs a helping hand
It may be a sin, but I'm sure the Lord will understand
And why I had to steal your gun
I don't blame you
But what he's taking just ain't worth his life
Hallelujah, I can't let you go out there tonight
'Cause I'm all that you have left
And you're standing on the edge
Of the color red
The color red
The color red
The color red