Lyrics Bloody 98 - Blue Mountain

Bloody 98

Well I ride 400 horses trough a tunnel in the pines
Dead dogs, patchy fog it’s hard to see the lines
There’s a cross at every curve to comemorate
Drivin back from Mobile on bloody 98
I got a wife in Hattiesburg and a lover in Mobile
God knows I’m spending half my life behind the wheel
My pontiac is a panting horse, but I’m a running late
Drivin back from Mobile on bloody 98
Jackknife in the highway, 18 wheels up in the air
To late to hit my brakes, I’m already there
So now I’m just another restless haint who lost his way