It'S Dark In New Orleans

I'm heading south, take the train
Packed a bag, slipped away
They say it's dark in New Orleans
They say there's work for a woman like me

I killed a man, and a few more
I shot them down, and left their bodies cooling on that old dirt floor
I killed another to get this seat on the train to New Orleans

Three days counting, specter shine
There's gonna be trouble, just my kind
I'll take this letter to New Orleans
They say there's work for a woman like me

I'm heading west, take the train
Bound in blood, bound in name
The bounties high in New Orleans
I hear there's work for a man like me

These sacred men must intervene
I have to wonder is this a nightmare, or is it a dream?
Oh, I dream for a man like me
There ain't no other than New Orleans

Three years counting, specter shine
There's gonna be trouble, just my kind
I'll take this gun to New Orleans
They say there's work for a man like me

Three days counting, two days more
Hands will be steady once first bloods on the floor

Two above, three below
I'm counting graves that I will fill
Two above, three below
We're counting graves that we have filled
We're counting graves that we will fill
That we will fill with men like me
With men like me