Cut You Down

Kudzu crawling up the chimney bricks

A couple miles east of the Clinch River bridge

A bluetick hound and chained up in the back

On a night so mean the moon turned black

They only went to town every month or so

Yeah, no one's gonna notice if she doesn't go

A 6'3" outline raising a fist

And a cry for help lost in the mist

You won't do time for a perfect crime

Nobody knows when you crossed the line

But there's right and a-wrong

Like it says in the song

Surely God's gonna cut you down

Knock on the door in the afternoon

Sheriff with a hunch but with no proof

Says, "You may think I'm washed up and tired

Oh, but I know justice is a slow-burning fire"

Thunder in the summer night

You never know when lightning strikes

Well, it happened so fast he couldn't get out

Then, on judgement day, the house it burned down

You won't do time for a perfect crime

Nobody knows when you crossed the line

But there's right and a-wrong

Like it says in the song

Surely God's gonna cut you down

Kudzu crawling up the chimney bricks

A couple miles east of the Clinch River bridge

That's all that's left up there today

No judge or jury, but he sentence was paid