Whites of Their Eyes

Twenty-five on the left side

Sixty-six on the right side

You see the whites of their eyes

But don't pull out your gun

Until you see the whites of their eyes

But they're your sisters and your brothers

Your set of favorite friends

Well, I hate to be a bother

But there's a candle in your hand

And it's burning at both ends

You see the whites of their eyes

Whoa, you see the whites of their eyes

Whoa, you see the whites of their eyes

Not too far away on the hillside

You see the whites of their eyes

Oh, the whites of their eyes

Yeah, you see the whites of their eyes

Not too far away on the hillside

Up on fifty-third and second

Pulling back on your heels

Oh, you're not looking for a lesson

But it's about to jump out of the left field

But they're coming on their horses

Heading south for the night

Setting up their armed forces

Got a horizon of little white lights

Whoa

You see the whites of their eyes

Whoa, you see the whites of their eyes

Whoa, you see the whites of their eyes

Not too far away on the hillside

You see the whites of their eyes

Whoa, you see the whites of their eyes

Whoa, you see the whites of their eyes

Not too far away on the hillside