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The Ric Porter Band - Hole In Your Soul Lyrics



The Ric Porter Band - Hole In Your Soul Lyrics




I've been out to the barn on top of the roof,
Up in the attic I've been looking for proof,
I've been down the hill to the Hemlock Grove, Walking the road that the old men drove, Peaking through the blinds ten feet at the most, Oh mighty was that a ghost?
There's a hard rain a coming and winds gonna blow a hole in your soul

Ya better put rocks in your shoes,
Pick a faith that you choose,
You better tie yourself to a post,
There's a hard rain a-coming,
And the wind's gonna blow a hole in your soul.

I've been up on the hill on top of the ledge, down in the quarry where the people dredge, I've been into town where the weavers work, forced to party with a bunch of jerks.
Yeah peaking through the blinds,ten feet at the most, Oh mighty was that a ghost?
There's a hard rain a-coming and winds gonna
Blow a hole in your soul

Ya better put rocks in your shoes,
Pick a faith that you choose,
You better tie yourself to a post,
There's a hard rain a-coming,
And the winds are gonna blow a hole in your soul.
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I've been out to the barn on top of the roof,
Up in the attic I've been looking for proof,
I've been down the hill to the Hemlock Grove, Walking the road that the old men drove, Peaking through the blinds ten feet at the most, Oh mighty was that a ghost?
There's a hard rain a coming and winds gonna blow a hole in your soul

Ya better put rocks in your shoes,
Pick a faith that you choose,
You better tie yourself to a post,
There's a hard rain a-coming,
And the wind's gonna blow a hole in your soul.

I've been up on the hill on top of the ledge, down in the quarry where the people dredge, I've been into town where the weavers work, forced to party with a bunch of jerks.
Yeah peaking through the blinds,ten feet at the most, Oh mighty was that a ghost?
There's a hard rain a-coming and winds gonna
Blow a hole in your soul

Ya better put rocks in your shoes,
Pick a faith that you choose,
You better tie yourself to a post,
There's a hard rain a-coming,
And the winds are gonna blow a hole in your soul.
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Writer: Eric Porter
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Performed By: The Ric Porter Band
Language: English
Length: 4:34
Written by: Eric Porter
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