

Dirt road, cold steel,
shadows in the pines
Counting down the hours,
drawing heavy lines Got a blacked-out truck,
got a heavy load
Rolling down a broken,
forgotten road
(yeah, yeah)
Something in the air is turning cold
A story that has never been told
Underneath the clay we lay! (argggh!)
Wash the blood and sins away!
Whiskey in the jar,
ash on the floor Devil's at the gate,
knocking on the door
No redemption in this holler,
no light in the sky
Just the murder of crows flying on high (huuh!)
Face
the earth! (go!)
Underneath the clay we lay!
(argggh!) Wash the blood and sins away!
No way out...