Blue and red lights lit up the woods like a flare on the streets Helicopters circled high in the sky trying to find her the trees Mary Ann took a ride with a boy unknown the beginning it didnt feel right Well he forced, she fought, and when she said no well he took off with her Well he was a from Memphis, posing as a teenager trying to get his way Well he knew it was quiet and no one would 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, quiet
Through the years its told these stories arise and they never end the right way And the blackness fills the night the devils out to play Come inside my child hell sing through the night Stay away, stay away hes got you in his
Now the runs slow, but in it contains, the lost stories of old Through the blackness of the night, the hides the cold, dark quiet Easy to get lost, to get scared Well mama always told you, child, better not catch you down there Iroquois
You could smell the anhydrous floating the backwoods, Knew there was something There were creatures of the night running to the river to deliver their they were living on On of the was packing with a badge to hide and send them to the pen He was caught in the fire, blocked in the holler and by ten
Now the runs slow, but in it contains, the lost stories of old Through the blackness of the night, the river the cold, dark quiet quiet quiet Easy to get lost, to get scared Well your mama always you, child, better not catch you down there Iroquois
Iroquois Lane