The Dead South - Down That Road
The Dead South - Down That Road with tags the dead south, good company, down that road, bluegrass, folk, banjo, mandolin, cello, regina bands
Lyrics:
Oh, well we run to the break of day
The old man groaned as we rolled away
Our women wept as we sped on by
We hung our heads low
As they raised their flags high
Then we grabbed our guns and we shot away
Let's kill our brothers on a Saturday
Blood spills out, and our wounds were deep
Old Jesse James, well, he won't even take a peep
So then we go on down that road
Breakin' your backs and breakin' your souls
Breakin' your backs and breakin' your souls
Mama said I'd die before I get old
The war is over and the graves were deep
The sun was down just like my brother Rim's keep
You burned my house and you raped my wife
I fall to my knees and I pray to the Lord
That I can kill that fucker tonight!
So then we go on down that road
Breakin' your backs and breakin' your souls
Breakin' your backs and breakin' your souls
Mama said I'd die before I get old
Oh, hey there dad, don't you know who I am?
No motherfucker, don't give a God damn!
So then we go on down that road
Breakin' your backs and breakin' your souls
Breakin' your backs and breakin' your souls
Mama said I'd die before I get old
Mama said I'd die before I get old
Mama said I'd die before I get old
Mama said I'd die before I get old
Mama said I'd die before I get old
Mama said I'd die before I get old
