the devil`s brand is on my bones
an` from inside the holy ghost groans
sure as shootin` the undertaker knows
he lays the headstones in endless rows
ye one an` all we croak like a raven
it`s the dead an` the dyin` we`re cravin`
ye one an` all
follow the man tall
hear his voice
an` drop to a dead crawl
hey boy
look straight at the sun
to the center you make a dead run
you`re gonna halfta cut off both my hands
i got pride as big as dixie land
i wanna sit where the velvet is red yes an`
where can i lay this apple core?
i wanna drink of the blood that was shed girl
i can`t breathe anymore
ye that`s right she`s waltzin` out the door
to dandy lions waitin`
ye that`s right she wants more
she`s my lady in waitin`
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