MAT D - Hard luck americana

Lyrics

Chipped blue plates
falling off the stack
I should’ve never built the commons by the mainline track
most folks left when the town turned dry
nothing left to salvage but the place won’t die
I met a hell hole girl with the sunburned skin
she made me a believer once the lights went dim
down at the old depot I didn’t need a reservation
Lord it, doubles as a brothel and a railroad station

I never bought a ticket
call me cavalier
but I’ve been running with the devil since I wound up here
I didn’t see it coming Lord, I heard that whistle blow
it left me yearning for the freedom only dead men know

On a long black train
raising up a howl
carry me to Canaan if I turn back now
free my soul been straining from the load
of a life turned wicked down that old
down that old
lonely pitchfork road

Yeah I got a sunburned girl
now she's sprawled out on the floor
and I heard a cold wind rattling on that old screen door
I'll pray the night train come
if it’s blacker than the sky
so I can hitch a ride to glory on the day I die
yeah,but the myth’s no good
God the lies stay stuck
and now it's rattling like the motor in her old man’s truck
down at the old depot with that brothel round the back
Lord, a phantom locomotive took possession of the track

never bought a ticket
call me cavalier
but I’ve been running with the devil since I wound up here
I didn’t see it coming
No, I heard that whistle blow
it left me yearning for the freedom only dead men know

On a long black train
raising up a howl
carry me to Canaan if I turn back now
free my soul been straining from the load
of a life turned wicked down a pitchfork road
Lord, Long Black train now it's coming down the track and it’ll
carry me to Canaan and I won’t come back, No
Free my soul been straining from the load
of a life turned wicked down that old
down that old
lonely pitchfork road.