Bible Belt

Lo and behold, your mother

Is drinking again

This might be the coldest winter

Since records began

You were a low moon

Steady with wintry calm

Leading the children

Softly across the farm

Each morning, you'd march your sisters

Like soldiers to school

'Cause lo and behold, your father

Had drunk all the fuel

You were a low moon

Steady with wintry calm

Somewhere inside

The fire of your youth went dark

But you swear blind

There is no weight in the water pail

You say "My love,

You take the cards that you're dealt"

'Cause there's no guiding light

Arcing a line to Bethlehem

If it's dark outside

You light the fire yourself

And Darling, when the ice caps melt

When the Devil's in the Bible Belt

Don't cower in your bed

I'll be on the 5:45

You can meet me at the railway line

And don't look so scared

'Cause we've been through worse than this

Before we could talk

The trick of it is

Don't be afraid anymore

Oh, the trick of it is

Don't be afraid anymore