Letras
Here's where the homestead stood beneath those eastern pines
And a piece of that old porch swing, I built her in '95
The devil dressed in dark clouds, he brought the wind, he brought the rain
I never dreamed I'd live to see an Appalachian hurricane
The suits ain't got nothin' but a pittance for your pain
They've got more important things to do
So just go on back to sleep or look the other way
They're working on a new headline or two
The ancient hills are crying
For mother mountain's broken heart
Hell came in high water
And just ripped them hills apart
Long forgotten, now forsaken
But the good Lord's love will abide
Hell came in high water
Like a thief in the night
Son, if you ain't angry, well, you're paying no mind
But this ain't the first time we've been left so far behind
The sorrow and anguish will cut you right down to the bone
But from the hollers to the hills, we take care of our own
The ancient hills are crying
For mother mountain's broken heart
Hell came in high water
And just ripped them hills apart
Long forgotten, now forsaken
But the good Lord's love will abide
Hell came in high water
Heaven help us tonight
Heaven help us tonight