| Song | Rounder |
| Artist | Mandolin Orange |
| Album | Such Jubilee |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| I’m just a lonesome ol’ rounder | |
| Never meant to hurt no one | |
| But some flames are hard to simmer | |
| I wore my pride on my bad side | |
| and on the other kept my hand close by the trigger | |
| Some folks are guided by the weight of their tongues | |
| But we all fall silent at the end of a gun, And now I’m | |
| Just a lonesome ol’ rounder | |
| With a number for my name and a rope to haunt my dreams | |
| They’re gonna hang me boys from a tall, tall tree | |
| Those demons, they’ll be the death of me | |
| Some folks are guided by some light of the Lord | |
| But me I was blinded and I’ll never afford my salvation | |
| I’m just a lonesome ol’ rounder | |
| Darkness grows, and then it’s gone | |
| And at the end of this lonely road | |
| Those deeds you’ve done they say you’ll never go home | |
| Some folks are guided by the love they share | |
| But darkness called and left me unaware | |
| Now I’m just a lonesome ol’ rounder | |
| With a few last words and one last meal | |
| They’re gonna hang me, boys, come the morning light | |
| When darkness smiles and all is still | |
| All is still |
| I' m just a lonesome ol' rounder | |
| Never meant to hurt no one | |
| But some flames are hard to simmer | |
| I wore my pride on my bad side | |
| and on the other kept my hand close by the trigger | |
| Some folks are guided by the weight of their tongues | |
| But we all fall silent at the end of a gun, And now I' m | |
| Just a lonesome ol' rounder | |
| With a number for my name and a rope to haunt my dreams | |
| They' re gonna hang me boys from a tall, tall tree | |
| Those demons, they' ll be the death of me | |
| Some folks are guided by some light of the Lord | |
| But me I was blinded and I' ll never afford my salvation | |
| I' m just a lonesome ol' rounder | |
| Darkness grows, and then it' s gone | |
| And at the end of this lonely road | |
| Those deeds you' ve done they say you' ll never go home | |
| Some folks are guided by the love they share | |
| But darkness called and left me unaware | |
| Now I' m just a lonesome ol' rounder | |
| With a few last words and one last meal | |
| They' re gonna hang me, boys, come the morning light | |
| When darkness smiles and all is still | |
| All is still |
| I' m just a lonesome ol' rounder | |
| Never meant to hurt no one | |
| But some flames are hard to simmer | |
| I wore my pride on my bad side | |
| and on the other kept my hand close by the trigger | |
| Some folks are guided by the weight of their tongues | |
| But we all fall silent at the end of a gun, And now I' m | |
| Just a lonesome ol' rounder | |
| With a number for my name and a rope to haunt my dreams | |
| They' re gonna hang me boys from a tall, tall tree | |
| Those demons, they' ll be the death of me | |
| Some folks are guided by some light of the Lord | |
| But me I was blinded and I' ll never afford my salvation | |
| I' m just a lonesome ol' rounder | |
| Darkness grows, and then it' s gone | |
| And at the end of this lonely road | |
| Those deeds you' ve done they say you' ll never go home | |
| Some folks are guided by the love they share | |
| But darkness called and left me unaware | |
| Now I' m just a lonesome ol' rounder | |
| With a few last words and one last meal | |
| They' re gonna hang me, boys, come the morning light | |
| When darkness smiles and all is still | |
| All is still |