Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Big Country
Big Country
Performer
Stuart Adamson
Stuart Adamson
Guitar
Tony Butler
Tony Butler
Bass Guitar
Bruce Watson
Bruce Watson
Guitar
Mark Brzezicki
Mark Brzezicki
Drums
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Stuart Adamson
Stuart Adamson
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Robin Millar
Robin Millar
Producer
Walter Turbitt
Walter Turbitt
Mixing Engineer
Will Gosling
Will Gosling
Engineer

Lyrics

Coming out into the day and all that I can see Is the red and white of the King's army I'll meet with them among the pine I'll meet with them by noon The dirge will sound on the morrow's noon I was not born into this time To cleave the soil or work the mine I came to claim my enemy And be the fox's destiny I follow on in silence with a quiet heart in fear I will be done before the dawn if I'm found here I stand up as he passes and the time has come at last The prey goes down at the metals crash I was not born into this time To cleave the soil or work the mine I came to claim my enemy And be the fox's destiny Kidnapped in the dead of night I did no wrong, I will not fight It was not me, I will not run But I believe in what was done John, John, there's something wrong The guns are found and the fox is gone John, John, before too long It will be me they hang it on So send me off to the colony shore Or send me where I'll laugh no more I will tell none of what I know Let the hunter walk where need must go John, John, there's something wrong The guns are found and the fox is gone John, John, before too long It will be me they hang it on I will tell none of what I know Let the hunter walk where need must go John, John, before too long It will be me they hang this on
Writer(s): Stuart Adamson Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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