Brimstone (Say it ain't so) Lyrics

What you can do is what I can do

Hey, I can't do nothing

I was slippin of into hell

Oh his Grace

Oh a disgrace

Mama, can you hear me

Everything's gone wrong

I can't find daddy

And the frost done kill the corn

Yeah, the man at the bank said we got 30 days

Or we ain't gonna have no home

I hope the Lord will forgive all of my sins

And I'll do it this 44

Oh, say it ain't so

The wicked are lost and they can't go home

Hey, what can you say

Hard times make for better days

Black bag in the back of my black Chevelle

It's going down a back road

Going straight to hell

But the mill's shut down, two youngins in the house

And letters in red won't fill their mouth

Oh, say it ain't so

The wicked are lost and they can't go home

Hey, what can you say

Hard times make for better days

Oh, say it ain't so

The devil come a-knockin' on your door

Hey, what can you say

Can't repent when you're in your grave

I said somebody go get the preacher, man

Death came swift with a righteous hand

Read some scripture, throw em' in the ground

Sing a sad song and they all gather round

Oh, say it ain't so

Say it ain't so

Say it ain't so

Say it ain't so

Say it ain't so

The wicked are lost and they can't go home

Can't go home

Hey, what can you say

Hard times make for better days

Oh, say it ain't so

The devil come a-knocking on your door

Hey, what can you say

Can't repent when you're in your grave