

Black car flying down a two-lane road
Two brothers carrying a heavy
load
Got the salt on the dashboard,
silver in the back
Chasing down a shadow on a midnight track
And the radio plays a classic rock tune
Under the light of a hunter's moon (ohhh)
Saving people,
hunting things
That's the only family business we bring
On the highway
to a dead end town
We'll face the dark and we won't back down
Angel on our shoulder
with a trench coat on
Fighting off the demons till the break of dawn
Bobby's got the lore,
Dean's got the keys
Sammy's looking for
some peace on his knees Saving people,
hunting things
That's the only family business we bring
On the highway
to a dead end town
We'll face the dark and we won't back down
Carry on, carry on (ahhh)