Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Pine Grove (Madhouse), artist - Ian Noe. Date of issue: 18.01.2022
Song language: English
Pine Grove (Madhouse) |
| Stranded inside a madhouse, baby |
| Down in old Pine Grove |
| Been up for days in a drunkard’s haze |
| Just lit up by this stove |
| We got the band in the basement, mama |
| Fire on that mountain steel |
| Don’t need your plow or that old milk cow |
| We’re working on this hill |
| Hang up the wagon wheel |
| Well, here comes Lorraine, she’s a stumbling terror |
| High on her bathtub gin |
| Shows me her kids and tells me how she is |
| How she was back when |
| Said, back when I worked for the county clerk |
| When I wore those finer clothes |
| Now them days are gone and we ain’t got long |
| But I’m still a mountain rose |
| Heart like a young Pete Rose |
| Ain’t coming down, it’s a-roaring now |
| High on your river town |
| Dance on your porch 'round that old cane torch |
| And let your mountain sound |
| Too late to lay it down |
| Well, out on the ridge where they’re rolling, Mama |
| Stray dogs and sirens fight |
| Barred all the doors, nailing 2×4's |
| Brushed off the coal oil light |
| And if I slip, don’t you catch me, baby |
| I’ll find that back road bend |
| I’ll turn around like an old blood hound |
| Cut out my trail again |
| Back to my trailer den |
| Ain’t coming down, it’s a-roaring now |
| High on your river town |
| Dance on your porch 'round that old cane torch |
| And let your mountain sound |
| Too late to lay it down |