Huke Green - Backwoods Lyrics
Over the hills and through the woods, searchin’ for a lost soulOne will suck you dry, the other ‘ll clean your bonesThe sky is growin’ dark, I suggest you just stay homeCause there’s things in these ol’ backwoods,Lies will never saveThey’ll all think you’re crazy,So you take ‘em to your graveYeah you’re crazy if you speak of,So you take ‘em… to your graveThe devil’s down in Dixie, at this place I’ve never seenIt ain’t like heaven or hell, but somewhere in betweenAnd there are angels on the tree tops, snakes down in the dirtThe devil’s dancing around the fire, but I ain’t sayin’ a wordThere’s old men and there’s moonshine, game of stud by a whiskey stillThere’s blood and there’s money, secrets for which they’d killAnd you’ve got pine-tops an’ the riverbeds, ghost by a hanging treeThings that words just can’t describe, you gotta see ‘em to believe