Hell Train
Hell train, always calling me back
Hell train, leave scars and tracks
The further I go down, the hard I fall
I’m having a breakdown, don’t matter at all
Hell train, railing runaway rogue
Hell train, running out of control
Counting Coup
Mark one, brave young son
Never back down, never gonna run
Mark two, the path of the few
Never get marked, never gonna lose
Counting Coup instead of taking life
With my coup stick, I have won this fight
Mark three, can’t catch me
Never slow down, wild and free
Mark four, down to the core
Warrior heart, cosmic soul
Ghost Town
You fell in love with a ghost town, tumble weeds and all
Not a soul to be found, there’s no room for you
So ride on…
Old well in there heart of town, it’s as dry as a bone
Don’t you shed no tears now, it won’t do no good
Ride on, ride on…
Gambler
Ante up, let’s go boys, luck be a lady tonight
All the chips are on the table, shoulders squared up for a fight
Roll the dice once more
I’ve been down this road before but I lived to see the light
Another pair of eyes
This ain’t my first rodeo and its time for me to go
All in, one last time, winner takes the lot
Except the .38 I’m holdin’. You’ll get that, like it or not
The Creeper
Spark it up and pass it down, Keep it going round and round
Smoke it up until its gone, I hope this is really strong
Crank up the Floyd man, Wish you were here again
Cuz, no matter where you been, once its starts kicking in
Here comes the creeper, all hail the creeper
Taste color and sound, vibes hitting up and down
See the lords and their clowns, in the magic forest mouth
Crank up the Sabbath man, Faeries wearing boots again
Its all the same in the end, once it starts to hit again
Fire
No one to witness, no one survives
Take no prisoners, no one left alive
Not the children, not the women
No need for trophies, Right now is the prize
And the admission price is fire
Set this night on fire
See through the vision
And the admission price is fire
Bootlegger Blues
In the moonlight, a wild wind blows
I’ll ride shotgun, to clear the road
Rolling thunder, white lightning
Whiskey sun, moonshining
We race the silence on country roads
No lights or sirens to slow our roll
Wind N Heel
The tears you shed over the years
Will be outweighed by all your fears
They'll wait in darkness till you're alone
The shadows you see are just your own
At the end of the day, after you stumble and fall
There's nothing left to say, nothing left at all
Whatever you're trying to be is down right dirty and mean
On bended knee you're never right
Your insane eyes have lost the fight
As you get closer to the state I'm in
You'll pray for life again and again
Low Road
Right from the start, it was just you and I
In my time of need, you were not there
Now the time has come, all debts be paid
And in the end, the truth will out
Oh, the choice is clear, gonna tear that bastard down
Oh, this ends right here, tear that motherfucker down
I walk the walk, I will not fail
As I watch you die, I will not mourn – I will not cry