Red River

Josie never had much Just a knack for having kids Had herself a simple man And a farm that they could tend To make ends meet They'd run a little shine Right down that red river To the north Kentucky Pines You better run Red River, Run You Better Run Red River, Run The Preacher of the town Had no room for sin Turned the law to his door And sent him up for ten Why dear lord Would the Preacher be the one Things get a little complicated Between a father and son You better run Red River, Run You Better Run Red River, Run Red dirt girls Never stand a chance They Came for the kids The plow and the land When they found her Laughing no longer Josephine Right in front of the Preachers House with a can of gasoline You better run Red River, Run You better Run Red River, Run Let the Record Show I barely knew the man The courtroom was quiet As the neighbor took the stand Not saying she's right That's for the Lord to find, but If it would of been me would of lit it up Like the 4th of July You better run Run, Red River, Run You Better Run Red River, Run Things we do in secret My hands up on the gun Red River Run