| I can see the way I’m bound
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| Looking north, headed south
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| The devil, he don’t care which road I take
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| I’ve been runnin' long enough
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| Can see your hand, I call your bluff
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| Looks like I’ll be goddamned either way
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| Looking like darker days
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| Ain’t nobody else to blame
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| Somewhere down in hell they call my name
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| Looking like another fight
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| The devil’s drinking Angel’s rye
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| Well my friend, now everything has changed
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| She was all I once desired
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| Burned her letters in the fire
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| One morning by the river in the rain
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| Heat tabs and a Sterno can
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| The letters gone just like the man
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| Ain’t no fire can burn up my mistakes
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| Looking like darker days
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| Ain’t nobody else to blame
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| Somewhere down in hell they call my name
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| Looking like another fight
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| The devil’s drinking Angel’s rye
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| Well my friend, now everything has changed
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| There’s nothing like the one before
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| Little sister dance out on the porch
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| She’s waiting for the jack of hearts
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| The devil’s dancing on the bart
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| Well my friend let’s have another round
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| Alright
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| From the hill I see the flames
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| They’re closer now, the wind has changed
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| Time to reap the harvest I have sown
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| There might be another way
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| But I don’t care too much to wait
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| Let’s do this now, just leave me alone
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| Looking like darker days
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| Ain’t nobody else to blame
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| Somewhere down in hell they call my name
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| Looking like another fight
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| The devil’s drinking Angel’s rye
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| Well my friend, now everything has changed
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| Well my friend, now everything has changed |