Blackberry Smoke Crimson Moon
Homecoming queen, about to turn 18
Just a couple of months younger than
That wanna be James Dean
She can't wait, just say when
She ain't gonna leave a note
She ain't gonna tell a friend
He smelled the rain on the blacktop
She heard a banshee in the wind
Hey, hey, hey darling please
Let's put these hard times in the breeze
Let's go find a little breathing room
Bathed in the light of a crimson moon
He was named after the hurricane
Blew through in 79 and he did just about the same
Ain't no point, no way of living it down
Standing at the crossroad
Of this sideways one light town
Screamed (?) is the only sound she made
She climbs on and wraps her hands around his waist
Hey, hey, hey darling please
Let's put these hard times in the breeze
Let's go find a little breathing room
Bathed in the light of a crimson moon
Nothing worse, the hell left behind
Just two lost souls they go running off into the night
They felt the fire of running on two wheels
If they don't stop tonight Lord knows they never will
Hey, hey, hey darling please
Let's put these hard times in the breeze
Let's go find a little breathing room
Bathed in the light of
Bathed in the light of
Bathed in the light of a crimson moon
