Whispers in the Saloon

Our priest knows many secrets about the townspeople from confession. But not everyone goes to church. And where is the best place to find out the dark secrets of those who don't go to confession? That's right, in the saloon. So the reverend makes a pact with the barmaid, who will now supply him with information. In return, he keeps quiet about the illegal activities going on in the saloon, which are not part of this song... ------------------------------------------- Whispers in the Saloon In the corner of the room, she moves like smoke, A whispered secret, a sly little joke. I hand her my trust in shadows and sin, She smiles and folds it, lets the games begin. Whispers in the saloon, a pact in the night, No one sees us, hidden from the light. My sins, her eyes, the town unaware, A secret we carry, a dangerous affair. She knows the cards I play, the deals I make, The hearts I break, the souls I take. In her hands, my secrets twist and turn, Every shadowed corner, every secret burn. Whispers in the saloon, a pact in the night, No one sees us, hidden from the light. My sins, her eyes, the town unaware, A secret we carry, a dangerous affair. I wear the cross, she wears the smile, Together we walk a darker mile. The sheriff prays, the choir sings, But we pull the strings of hidden things. Whispers in the saloon, a pact in the night, No one sees us, hidden from the light. My sins, her eyes, the town unaware, A secret we carry, a dangerous affair.