Top Songs By Shane Smith & the Saints
Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Bennett McCreary Brown
Fiddle
Bob Gentry
Bass
John Menard
Guitar
Louis Baker
Drums
Milo Deering
Fiddle
Ryan Engleman
Vocals
Shane Smith
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Shane Smith
Songwriter
Lyrics
All the hills turned black as the bull whip cracked
I heard a laughin' in the woods behind my back
I knew the devil was playin' hide and seek again, yeah
With a black top hat and a guinea sack
I turned quick to look, he hit back
And I knew he kinda wanted to be seen
But he said, "No boy, don't run
I got bored sittin' at the risin' sun
I'm back, I wanna talk about your due"
He said, "I'm back and just where I could fight with you, yeah"
As the cocaine habit fell down from my eyes
All the reason freezin' with the skies
All the weathered leaves of the trees let go
As the devil's storm began to snow
We had a fallin' out last Christmas
'Til them snowflakes hit your head
And with the cold I sent a memory that you'd never forget
And we were back baby, we were back
And as he danced around the trees
He kicked the leaves up from the ground
He said, "I's a never much for braggin'
I knew I'd track you down, hell I was right
I was right"
As the cocaine habit fell down from my eyes
All the reason freezin' with the skies
All the weathered leaves of the trees let go
As the devil's storm began to snow
You gotta tell me baby, it's not right
I don't wanna hear it again
And I sent a message, baby, it's a lie
Let you down with all my friends, yeah
As the cocaine habit fell down from my eyes
All the reason freezin' with the skies
All the weathered leaves of the trees let go
As the devil's storm began to snow, snow
Writer(s): Shane Smith
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