Letras
I hear whispers
In the Loblolly pines
They echo through the wind
Tryina make a home under my skin
What's woman to do
With a bindle of dreams
And old tattered boots
They follow me
It don't matter where I'm goin
Like vultures circlin' round
a blood moon sky
Oooooo
There's nothin' taken to
the grave when you die
There's no place to hide
The hills have eyes
Don't drink the water
From the devils ditch
Be careful what you wish for
Cause it ain't always what you'll get
And time is a thief
And changing course
feels like pullin' teeth
They follow me
It don't matter where I'm goin
Like vultures circlin' round
a blood moon sky
Oooooo
There's nothin' taken to
the grave when you die
There's no place to hide
The hills have eyes
They follow me
It don't matter where I'm goin
Like vultures circlin' round
a blood moon sky
Oooooo
There's nothin' taken to
the grave when you die
There's no place to hide
The hills have eyes