"Dead End Dirt Road" lyrics
(from "The Gray House" soundtrack)
(Ooh)
(Ooh)
(Ooh)
Oh, God, He made the moon
But you're the one that hung it and put your picture on it
Oh, fire, it's burning blue
A match mighta spread it, but you're the one that fed it
(Ooh)
No, I don't regret it
(Ooh)
Damn right, I said it
Ain't a thorn I wouldn't take to come out smelling like a rose
Ain't a hell I wouldn't face to breathe you in like hickory smoke
I've gone hole-in-the-pocket broke 'cause loving you comes with a price
You're my dead-end red dirt road and I'm living for the ride
Oh, night, it grows so cold
A lotta darkness to it, but we cut right through it
Oh, time, it's quicksand cruel
And like the final grain in the hourglass, we'll be holding on like fools
Ain't a thorn I wouldn't take to come out smelling like a rose
Ain't a hell I wouldn't face to breathe you in like hickory smoke
I've gone hole-in-the-pocket broke 'cause loving you comes with a price
You're my dead-end red dirt road and I'm living for the ride
(Ooh) Mm
(Ooh)
(Ooh)
(Ooh)
I see your soul in a shadow
(Ooh)
From the heavens to the gallows
Ain't a thorn I wouldn't take to come out smelling like a rose
Ain't a hell I wouldn't face to breathe you in like hickory smoke
I've gone hole-in-the-pocket broke 'cause loving you comes with a price
You're my dead-end red dirt road and I'm living for the ride
(Ooh)
(Ooh)
(Ooh)
And I'm living for the ride
(Ooh)
(Ooh)
Oh, God, He made the moon
But you're the one that hung it and put your picture on it
Oh, fire, it's burning blue
A match mighta spread it, but you're the one that fed it
(Ooh)
No, I don't regret it
(Ooh)
Damn right, I said it
Ain't a thorn I wouldn't take to come out smelling like a rose
Ain't a hell I wouldn't face to breathe you in like hickory smoke
I've gone hole-in-the-pocket broke 'cause loving you comes with a price
You're my dead-end red dirt road and I'm living for the ride
Oh, night, it grows so cold
A lotta darkness to it, but we cut right through it
Oh, time, it's quicksand cruel
And like the final grain in the hourglass, we'll be holding on like fools
Ain't a thorn I wouldn't take to come out smelling like a rose
Ain't a hell I wouldn't face to breathe you in like hickory smoke
I've gone hole-in-the-pocket broke 'cause loving you comes with a price
You're my dead-end red dirt road and I'm living for the ride
(Ooh) Mm
(Ooh)
(Ooh)
(Ooh)
I see your soul in a shadow
(Ooh)
From the heavens to the gallows
Ain't a thorn I wouldn't take to come out smelling like a rose
Ain't a hell I wouldn't face to breathe you in like hickory smoke
I've gone hole-in-the-pocket broke 'cause loving you comes with a price
You're my dead-end red dirt road and I'm living for the ride
(Ooh)
(Ooh)
(Ooh)
And I'm living for the ride
