"Hell's Canyon" lyrics
"Hell's Canyon"
In the mouth of Hell's Canyon is where I am bound
It's where I will lose, and where I'll be found
Where the mighty Snake River runs free, it runs clear
And the mountains stand tall for all men to fear
Well, my soul is the Devil's own and he holds the deed
And I'm bound to Hell's Canyon for eternity
And I'll dance with the demons, with the liquor I steal
Gonna burn all the bridges and shatter my will
And I used to ramble, and gamble, and steal
And my soul is now tortured by men that I've killed
Well, my soul is the Devil's own and he holds the deed
And I'm bound to Hell's Canyon for eternity
Oh some day they'll come with their horses and guns
They'll string me up high with the break of the sun
And with my final words I'll nod, and I'll sigh:
"I'm bound to Hell's Canyon through loose and shine"
Well, my soul is the Devil's own and he holds the deed
And I'm bound to Hell's Canyon for eternity
In the mouth of Hell's Canyon is where I am bound
It's where I will lose, and where I'll be found
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- Lost Dog Street Band Lyrics
album:
"Rage And Tragedy" (2016)
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