Someone fired a shotgun
Hop me a railroad
Better days
Bring it on
Don't care where I'm headin
Now I'm lost in New York City
These songs come a long long way from home
Now I'm singing like a boxer
Biting down on Bourbon
Rape yourself
No borderline
Smoking like a mother
Blown down to Tijuana
Just following the breeze of a woman's sound
And they're hangin my songs from beautiful trees
The devil cut 'em down
Devil cut 'em down
I'm a heathen like a preacher
Whisper me your secrets
Suck your lip
Sell your soul
Leave the window open
There's stump whiskey in New Orleans
They play all night and drink it dry
And when I was a painter
Felt the poverty of glory
Fold your bones
Let it out
Revolution is a duty
Now I'm living like Caravaggio
There's music in the shadows to be found
And they're hangin my songs from beautiful trees
Oh Devil cut 'em down
Devil cut 'em down
Steel hammers at the crossroad
Sharp me a pencil
Hit it
Fear me
Dead man touched my shoulder
And I'm not bound for Heaven
Maybe somewhere beneath the fog of Baltimore
Now I'm sleeping in a bath house
Plantation mama panting
I hear ya
Bass line
Stomping on the old floor
Drag my guitar into tomorrow
We'll be singing on Minstrel Street goddamn
And they're hangin my songs from beautiful trees
Oh Devil cut 'em down
Devil cut 'em down