Blue and red lit up the woods like a road flare on the streets Helicopters circled high in the sky to find her through the trees Mary Ann took a ride with a boy from the beginning it didnt feel right Well he forced, she fought, and when she said no he took off with her life Well he was a dealer from Memphis, posing as a trying to get his way Well he it was quiet and no one would find her down Iroquois Lane
Now the river runs slow, but in it contains, the stories of old Through the blackness of the night, the river hides the cold, 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 little child sing through the night Stay away, stay 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 hides the cold, dark quiet to get lost, easy to get scared Well your mama always told you, child, not catch you down there Lane
You could the anhydrous floating through the backwoods, Knew there was wrong There were creatures of the night running to the to deliver their goods they were living on On of the was with a badge to hide and send them to the state pen He was in the fire, blocked in the holler and outnumbered 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, dark quiet quiet to get lost, easy to get scared Well your mama always told you, child, not catch you down there Lane
Iroquois Lane