Delta Firestorm

Red clay dust rising off the road

Got a heavy spirit,

got a heavy load

But I ain't looking back tonight

(nah, not tonight)

Feel the heat coming from the floor

We're standing right at the door

Fire

in the southern sky

Burn it down, let the embers fly

We got the heat,

we got the flame

Nothing here's gonna feel the same

Old church house on the edge of town

Hears the gospel as the sun goes down

But we're preaching a different sound

(oh yeah)

Fire

in the southern sky

Burn it down, let the embers fly (shout it out!) We got

the heat, we got the flame

Nothing here's gonna feel the same

Nothing's gonna feel the same! (yeah!)