Shunned At A Funeral - Cowgirls From Heaven

Hey, I have a guitar.
You know it's time
For us to play cowg girls
Boot heels on a golden flag
Boot heels on a golden floor
Boot heels ON A GOLDEN FLOOR.
DUST DON'T
OWN US ANYMORE.
SNAP YOUR FINGER, SWING
THAT DOOR.
Graced and settled up the score
Grand was burned but washed out clean
White as lightning sharp and mean once wild.
Now we lean on the key we've
Always seen.
Not by hustle, not by hype
Not by grit or carrot type.
Blood heaven bound.
Hear that POWER
ALL RIGHT, SING THIS WITH ME
Girls from heaven.
Say it again
Girls from heaven born again
Girls from heaven save from the blood
Boots in the clouds
But we're covered in blood
Covered in blood
Come on