Blue and red lights lit up the woods like a flare on the streets Helicopters circled in the sky trying to find her through the trees Mary Ann took a ride with a boy unknown from the beginning it feel right Well he forced, she fought, and when she said no he took off with her life Well he was a from Memphis, posing as a teenager trying to get his way Well he knew it was quiet and no one find her down Iroquois Lane
Now the river slow, but in it contains, the lost stories of old Through the blackness of the night, the river hides the cold, dark
Through the years its told that these stories arise and they end the right way And the blackness fills the night when the out to play Come my little child hell sing through the night Stay away, stay hes got you in his sight
Now the river slow, but in it contains, the lost stories of old Through the blackness of the night, the river hides the cold, quiet to get lost, easy to get scared Well your always told you, child, better not catch you down there Iroquois
You could smell the anhydrous floating the backwoods, there was something wrong There were creatures of the night running to the river to deliver their they were living on On of the was packing a badge to hide and send them to the state pen He was caught in the fire, blocked in the holler and by ten
Now the river slow, but in it contains, the lost stories of old Through the blackness of the night, the river hides the cold, quiet quiet quiet Easy to get lost, easy to get Well your mama always told you, child, better not catch you there Iroquois
Lane Iroquois