I seen ya in your red room laughin' With your shinin' coffee can So many wrongs all kinds a goin's on Held my head an ran But I hid and did a bit more
Wicked, wicked from the mouth I spout Oh Lord, don't let these thoughts come out My knees they knock and my feet they fail The thoughts I think I see
There ain't nothin' that ain't in my way An' like the fool I am for my own gain I pray You say you found, a way back inside my closet Ol' bones upon bones
The devil's brand is on my bones An' from inside the holy ghost groans Sure as shootin' the undertaker knows He lays the headstones in endless rows One
I've grown tired Of the words of the single man Hangin' lifeless on his every word O no man You don't understand dear man The little angel held out her
I can sense it all around me Somethin' in this room It ain't magic nor no witchcraft No bitch on no broom Look see his bones are gone He done left the
Fire is the color of my true love's hair Near to the father sits his golden chair With prayer and petition to the king on his left Light is the burden
I'm diggin' you a shallow grave And to the sun your face, I'll raise I'm diggin' you a shallow grave One hundred buzzards buzzin' I seen death hangin
The chill of Coffeeville, she's in those hills still Kindness of her face so white The chill of Coffeeville, Lord, pray it be Your will That she dwell
High, fiddle high, fiddle low, fiddle low There's a ghost bound in my soul High, fiddle high, fiddle low, fiddle low There's a [Incomprehensible] A crooked
Listen closely to me now my darlin' girl There's one who's out to have you an' jus' his breath will burn your curl Don't you frighten you needn't bother
The strong man, he will kneel down Whilst angels strip him of cloak and crown Through bitter lips comes vile breath He is the last one to confess There
Come to my house an we'll pick bones Their hands outside ready with stones Come to my yard, I got whiskey an' [Incomprehensible] We'll sit on the porch
Walkin' up with winkin' eyes, I seen that tight-lipped grin I could tell from a mile away, boy you weren't my kin You best put a bridle on and bridle
See my love cut down the lane Sways and grinds oh, that's your play You treat me like your prayers though I'm alone Drivin' me to pray, trouble I'm undone
Oh, the sky gray orange an' the walls stained blue An' I laid right down on the golden satin with you Into sween dark circles of beautiful eyes I go round
I'm a rompin' dead boy On a long road What opened up my eyes to this I'm just trying to keep 'em closed Hey, feller what ya got in that sac Is it somethin
Blue Ruthie Lingle take me home Sad eyed Suzanna take me home The curse of those red lips oh me Goddess Samantha take me home Black eyed Rebecca take
