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