Rick Fowler
HELLHOUND
By: Rick Fowler
Catalog ID: 476976   Duration: 5:28   Tempo: Fast   BPM: 164   Vocal: Male Vocals
Genre: Blues Music | Louisiana Blues / Delta Blues
Social Media Link: http://www.audiosparx.com/sa/archive/Blues/Delta-Blues/Hellhound/476976
Funky, spooky song about old beliefs in witches, hellhounds, voodoo, etc. Blues ock with drums and percussion, slide guitar, electric guitar, and Hammond organ. Very swampy feel with mystery. Sung from a scared believer in black magic's point of view. Kind of humorous and not serious.   Keywords: witch, swamp, voodoo, fortune teller, bayou, slide guitar, mystery, wicked, old south, rural, folklore, wives' tales, black cat, halloween, spooky backwoods



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Lyrics:
I believe some old hell hound found my black cat bone
'cause the stars don't look right and the moon is looking wrong

I can hear that old hell hound, he's just scratching at my door
if that hound ever gets in, I won't be hanging 'round no more

The rain started falling and the wind began to howl
tell everybody 'round here we got a hell hound on the prowl
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