[Verse 1] Raider scum on the ridge Burnin' up the wheat Steel drums in the cold Boots on every street Settlers took the road Left their homes behind With ash on their sleeves And worry on their minds
[Pre-Chorus] They said, "Capital, please" At the iron gate "Got a bad man comin' And it's gettin' late" President in a silk chair Sippin' something sweet While the world outside Kept beatin' dusty feet
[Chorus] We came for help We came for help Don't turn us away We came for help Raider scum is near And the night won't wait We came for help We came for help
[Verse 2] He looked at the map With a ring on his hand Talked of who to save And who to take a stand Rich drinks on the table Gold on the wall Settlers in the doorway Waitin' through it all Then a baby started cryin' And an old man said "Sir, if you won't send mercy Send your men instead"
[Pre-Chorus] He set down his glass He saw the dust in their hair He saw a broken wagon And a mother starin' scared Then he rose from the chair And his voice got hard Said, "If they want your land They'll meet us in the yard"
[Chorus] We came for help We came for help Don't turn us away We came for help Raider scum is near And the night won't wait We came for help We came for help
[Bridge] Take the children inside Lock the gate with chain Pray the fire holds Pray it holds the pain 'Cause out past the corn Past the blackened tree There's a dust-cloud army Comin' for me and thee
[Chorus] We came for help We came for help Don't turn us away We came for help Raider scum is near And the night won't wait We came for help We came for help
Стиль музыки
Country ballad with a steady train-like strum and brushed snare, mid-tempo and lonesome; verse rides sparse acoustic guitar and upright bass, pre-chorus opens with pedal steel climbs and handclaps, chorus lands on stacked harmony voices and a wide hook. Female lead vocal with close-mic intimacy, tender doubles on the hook, slide-guitar fills, creaking-room ambience, warm dusty mix with punchy low end., country, rich