

(woooh) Red mud on the floorboards
Tailgates down by the bend
We got a jar
of that county line special
And no good plans for how it's gonna end
(hahaha) Welcome down to Suicide County
Where the wild ones never sleep
Yeah we raise 'em up
and tear 'em down On a promise we can't keep
Old Sheriff turned his head away
He knows which way the wind blows
We got the bonfire burning high
Underneath the dark pines in a row (yeah)
Welcome down to Suicide County
Where the wild ones never sleep
Yeah we raise 'em up
and tear 'em down On a promise we can't keep
Yeah, just another night (ooh yeah) In Suicide County