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(hurrrgh) I sold my soul to the deep red dirt
Planted my sins and I watched them grow
Now there's a shadow hanging over the barn And a cold black
wind begins to blow
It is rising from the well!
It is dragging me to hell!
Bury me deep beneath the pines (yeah)
Where the sun will never shine
No sweet angels singing songs
Just the devil claims what is his!
Crows on the wire watching me bleed The preacher ran out of
prayers to read The tractor is rusted,
the crops are dead Nothing but fire inside my head
This is the end of the line! (reeeeeeee)
Just the pines... (ahhhh)