Lyrics The Curse Of Elkhart - Murder By Death

The Curse Of Elkhart

A curse has laid o’er this wretched land
Most of the folks here don’t give a damn
Should I bide my time or start the fight?
Wait for the sound of drums pounding in the night
Ah ah ah ah
Sit down for a spell
Have I got a story for you
One that the old folks tell
Would you believe it’s true?
Whether God is great or the folly of man
The faithful and the fools all have the same plan
Wait for something to happen so they don’t have to act
Cowards and zealots running in the same pack, oh
Sit down for a spell
Have I got a story for you
One that the old folks tell
Would you believe it’s true?
Ah ah ah ah
The lakes are boiling, the rivers swell
Spirits are restless.
Can’t you hear them yell?
Ah ah ah ah ah ah