Hush from Circumnavigate by Trojan-John

Hey darling please don't say, don't try to speak.
I got a message that we must keep tonight.
I'm caught in the middle, singing hey fiddle, fiddle.
I tell you it's messing with my head.
I may have shot the sherriff, the deputy
And if they catch us we both are dead.
I jacked this Cadillac to hit the ghost track.
And ride it to the end of the line.
The news feed reads, have you seen?
The new face of Bonnie and Clyde.

Now we got to hush. (Don't say a word)
Now we got to hush. (Don't say a word)

Cigar hanging, Fat cat shoots.
And calls it in the name of the law.
Baby I be telling you nothing but the truth,
I was taking from the rich for the poor.
Let me explain when we getaway.
Then it will begin to unfold.
I was falsely accused, slightly abused
And damned by all the false reports.

Now we got to hush. (Let's get away)
Now we got to hush. (Let's get away)

(Instrumental)

Behind the scenes, look at the greed.
Fat cat's sits on his soap box.
Corrupted games is how he plays,
While his paper does all the talk.
Look you in the eye and tell another lie, .
Pushing and shoving to rush.
But I say, don't play his game.
You can tell to shut the hell up.

Tell him to hush. (Don't say a word)
Tell him to hush. (Don't say a word)
Tell him to hush. (Don't say a word)

• Alternative
• Folk
• Rock
• Roots
• alt-country
• loops
• roots
• singer-songwriter
• Rotorua