Lonley Dell Lyrics

John passed this morning

Sudden eternity with a shot

Second trial for Sunday's ghost

On a coffin

Picture's gettin' hot

Center my heart

Don't mangle my chest

I'll never again see Lonely Dell

But I'd rather take the silver

Than the gold they'll take to hell

Have to hitch that 'dress

Might not be so long

It'll be getting cold

Now the wild wolves gone

Interrupted dreams with heavy hearts

Glad the mag drops got there money's worth

Let it burn till it's frost

Never ran another day

Anna's breathing in salt

And the prophets gone saved

Waving like a train running home in a ditch

Better learned that the King aims left

Let it burn till it's frost

Let it bleed like a civ

Never stepped another dime

Heaven's turning down

Casanova's tried

Stampeding like a stitch

Loaned down to the sharks

Begging like a pharaoh

With a mardi gras straw

Let it burn till it's frost

Never struck another light

Mary's drinking out back

And the bishops gone blind

Shaking like a leg with a heel off the ridge

Damned like a drought on a matchstick binge

Help it low till it's gone

Never walked the 45th

Lefty's sawing off oats

And the apostle won't quit

Muddled like a rose skipped out with a rock

Dancing like a fever on a red goats plot

Let it burn till it's frost

John passed this morning

Sudden eternity with a shot