Lyrics

With a blindfold I can walk I see colors when you talk Could paint your picture with one black crayon Yes, I am your ransom man I came for you, that is correct My trunk is hungry from neglect I would show you but it's too direct Well, I am your ransom man I wore some holes into my boots It's been weeks now following you They say Los Angeles is a desolate land Well, I am your ransom man I took some work for a strong arm You were a sucker for his charm You see he'll love you with the back of his hand Well, I am your ransom man Darlin', I know that you are sweet Just a mid west transplant with your dreams Well, if I don't kill you he will kill me Well, I am your ransom man Just one look would make the call I put that bastard's head right through a wall Be the great returning of glass into sand Well, I am your ransom man Kiss me on the cheek and I'll be gone Please do not leave flowers on my lawn Just wanna hear Dixie from a funeral band Well, I am the ransom man Just wanna hear Dixie from a funeral band Well, I am the ransom man