Chris Stapleton
Michael Henderson

I’m a cool three pounds of cold blue steel
I shoot even deader than the way I feel
Made to fit right in your hand
Why I’ll never understand

Coulda been a hammer or a railroad spike
Coulda been a train rolling through the night
But they gave my voice such a terrible sound
That I wish they’d left me in the ground

I’m a peacemaker
Don’t know how I got my name
I’m a peacemaker
If I don’t deserve the credit
Why should I deserve the blame

When the lion lays down with the lamb
Then you won’t find me in nobody’s hand
Until that time I will remain
‘til the sinners lay down with the saints

(repeat chorus)