He was a raw boned Southern boy, stronger than a hurricane

He had a soft side, was a bonafide hard drinkin' kind of man

It's gonna be a long, long night

She was the third child of a Geechie girl, fine as Carolina sand

She had hot blood, was a wild thing, every time she got the chance

It's gonna be a long, long night

Fire, fire, fire

Everybody's gonna be talkin' 'bout this for a hundred years from now

Everybody's gonna be talkin' 'bout how they burned the whole place down

She had a seashell on a shoestring, wore it underneath her clothes

When he gave it to her, she understood, nobody else could ever know

It's gonna be a long, long night

Fire, fire, fire

Everybody's gonna be talkin' 'bout this for a hundred years from now

Everybody's gonna be talkin' 'bout how they burned the whole place down

Hit 'em like heat rush, burnin' like a fever

They'd never be forgiven but you can't keep it hidden

When you're burnin' like a fever

Burnin' like a fever, fever

Burnin' like a fever, fever

Burnin' like a fever, fever, fever

Burnin' like a

Fire, fire, fire

Fire, fire, fire

Everybody's gonna be talkin' 'bout this for a hundred years from now

Everybody's gonna be talkin' 'bout how they burned the whole place down