Texty:
Black Stone Cherry Folklore And Superstition

are flooded, with excuses Stories never end People walk in, their dillusion Wading through despair We must come to stand as one, And take the cross they

Hellhounds bark at the midnight fire Fog rolls in, and the creek run higher They saw him standin', by the railroad tracks Tonight's the nigh, old Floyd

I have looked out my window you know she's no longer there there's and angel standing in the place where she once came could it be that easy for her

me wrapped around, your prison ball and chain I've gotta hold on As all these days go by Hold on baby, yeah Cus I'm fallin' And you keep on walkin' away And

smile. And all that I need is one last chance just to hear you say goodbye. And if you have a dream you better hang on for dear life! And when that cold

a village to raise a child It takes an army to march a mile, yeah And it takes true love to stand the test of time And it takes you babe to make me smile Ohh And

Down by the river Where the lights hung from the trees Midnight swallows sunlight Muddy water runs between your knees Everybody wants to be down at