Maylene & The Sons Of Disaster - The Old Iron Hills download song

Song Lyrics

There s one thing left for me, back to the days where we still say grace Maylene, i can t stop thinking about it
Out to make memories, spent my life chasing my dreams The, to the heart of dixieland
Back to the days where we still say grace, fire breathing caught my eye
There s one thing left for me, was it as good as i thought it d be The, back to the days where we still say grace
too busy dancing with the devil
I ve lost control, until it s time to cross that line, not burn myself alive

And a man s words all he has, fire breathing caught my eye
spent my life chasing my dreams
I can t stop thinking about it, until it s time to cross that line, until it s time to cross that line
Too busy dancing with the devil, to the heart of dixieland
Until it s time to cross that line, i can t stop thinking about it, he s smiling back at me
Way down south where they know my name, what s the cost to pay the piper Old, now it s time to pay the fee

Spent my life chasing my dreams, was it as good as i thought it d be Hills, fire breathing caught my eye
I ll heal my wounds back in birmingham, i ll heal my wounds back in birmingham
keep staring that gift horse in the mouth
Out to make memories, out to make memories, every note don t come for free
Every note don t come for free, there s one thing left for me
Fire breathing caught my eye, keep staring that gift horse in the mouth Sons, and a man s words all he has

every good intention laid to waste
what s the cost to pay the piper
Not burn myself alive, not burn myself alive The, back to the days where we still say grace
every good intention laid to waste
Not burn myself alive, there s one thing left for me &, there s one thing left for me
every note don t come for free

Headed back to the old iron hills, now it s time to pay the fee, spent my life chasing my dreams
Not burn myself alive, keep staring that gift horse in the mouth, what s the cost to pay the piper
I ll heal my wounds back in birmingham, i can t stop thinking about it, every note don t come for free
There s one thing left for me, too busy dancing with the devil, way down south where they know my name
Way down south where they know my name, spent my life chasing my dreams, fire breathing caught my eye
and a man s words all he has

was it as good as i thought it d be
headed back to the old iron hills