Water rises from the ground
Preforming the ritual of the hound
Don't cry my lord
Don't cry my lord
The devil hides alone at night
Wondering' if he could really fight
Don't fight my lord
Don't fight my lord
A preacher holds a cross to the sky
Lightning strikes
Lightning strikes
A whole bus of people go swirling around
Oh lord please do something
And help them get back down
Let's clear the runway
No church on Sunday
It's time to get away now
Don't die my lord
Don't die my lord
Sorry lord we've got to go away now
Sorry lord we've got to go away now
Sorry lord we've got to go away now
Sorry lord we've got to go away now
They don't like us in this town
What a shame what a shame (oh man)
What a shame what a shame
This is the end of the album
Sorry that we have to go
This is the end of the album
I'm sure we'll have more next time
Double Deputy - Dogtown Lyrics
Double Deputy - Dogtown Lyrics
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Water rises from the ground
Preforming the ritual of the hound
Don't cry my lord
Don't cry my lord
The devil hides alone at night
Wondering' if he could really fight
Don't fight my lord
Don't fight my lord
A preacher holds a cross to the sky
Lightning strikes
Lightning strikes
A whole bus of people go swirling around
Oh lord please do something
And help them get back down
Let's clear the runway
No church on Sunday
It's time to get away now
Don't die my lord
Don't die my lord
Sorry lord we've got to go away now
Sorry lord we've got to go away now
Sorry lord we've got to go away now
Sorry lord we've got to go away now
They don't like us in this town
What a shame what a shame (oh man)
What a shame what a shame
This is the end of the album
Sorry that we have to go
This is the end of the album
I'm sure we'll have more next time
Preforming the ritual of the hound
Don't cry my lord
Don't cry my lord
The devil hides alone at night
Wondering' if he could really fight
Don't fight my lord
Don't fight my lord
A preacher holds a cross to the sky
Lightning strikes
Lightning strikes
A whole bus of people go swirling around
Oh lord please do something
And help them get back down
Let's clear the runway
No church on Sunday
It's time to get away now
Don't die my lord
Don't die my lord
Sorry lord we've got to go away now
Sorry lord we've got to go away now
Sorry lord we've got to go away now
Sorry lord we've got to go away now
They don't like us in this town
What a shame what a shame (oh man)
What a shame what a shame
This is the end of the album
Sorry that we have to go
This is the end of the album
I'm sure we'll have more next time
Writer: Gregory Black
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid