Huke Green - Backwoods текст песни

Huke Green - Backwoods

Over the hills and through the woods, searchin' for a lost soul
One will suck you dry, the other 'll clean your bones
The sky is growin' dark, I suggest you just stay home
Cause there's things in these ol' backwoods,
Lies will never save
They'll all think you're crazy,
So you take 'em to your grave
Yeah you're crazy if you speak of,
So you take 'em… to your grave
The devil's down in Dixie, at this place I've never seen

It ain't like heaven or hell, but somewhere in between
And there are angels on the tree tops, snakes down in the dirt
The devil's dancing around the fire, but I ain't sayin' a word
There's old men and there's moonshine, game of stud by a whiskey still
There's blood and there's money, secrets for which they'd kill
And you've got pine-tops an' the riverbeds, ghost by a hanging tree
Things that words just can't describe, you gotta see 'em to believe