Warren Zeiders Take It To The Grave
Whiskey's gonna wash my sins away
Devil's got that barbed wire on my soul
If the good die young like they all say
The way I'm riding gets some dying old
Finger on the trigger, I'm a loaded gun
Foot on the middle, I'm a rolling one
When I'm gone, ride it on my stones
Take my fire, take my living
Step and roll down, better take me out winning
Took it to the church, took it to the river
But the river said, "Ain't no saving that sinner"
Hell no, hell no, hell no, hell knows
All the hell I paid
Hеll no, hell no, hell no, hell knows
All thе hell I've raised, I'ma take it to the grave
Dirt, the blood, the scars along my hands
Red letters, they keep rattling my bones
Bad habits ain't gonna have to miss me
They're gonna be there when I'm six deep
Take my fire, take my living
Step and roll down, better take me out winning
Took it to the church, took it to the river
But the river said, "Ain't no saving that sinner"
Hell no, hell no, hell no, hell knows
All the hell I paid
Hell no, hell no, hell no, hell knows
All the hell I've raised, I'ma take it to the grave
Bad habits ain't gonna have to miss me
'Cause I'll be taking them with me
Take my fire, take my living
Step and roll down, better take me out winning
Took it to the church, took it to the river
But the river said, "Ain't no saving that sinner"
Hell no, hell no, hell no, hell knows
All the hell I paid
Hell no, hell no, hell no, hell knows
All the hell I've raised, I'ma take it to the grave
All the hell I've raised, I'ma take it to the grave
All the hell I've raised, I'ma take it to the grave
