BETWEEN A MAP DOT AND TRUCK STOP
LINES ON THE BLACKTOP
ONE LANE ROADS ‘N HALF OF THEM AIN’T PAVED
GONNA BE A HAUNTED GHOST TOWN 
TREES WILL FALL WITHOUT A SOUND	
NOTHING, BUT THE WHISTLE OF A TRAIN

	HEAVY ON THE BOTTLE 
	HARD ON THE THROTTLE
	BURNIN’ UP BLACK GOLD, ROLLIN’ TOBACCO
	JUST TRYIN’ TO MAKE SOME HAY
	HEAVEN FORGOT US 
	HELL’S ALMOST GOT US
	ONE DIG AWAY FROM THE LAST MAN’S GRAVE
	NOTHIN’ HERE LEFT TO SAVE 
	UP ON CROOKED HILL
	UP ON CROOKED HILL

PASS THE OLD MINE FIRES 
MILL WRAPPED UP IN BARBED WIRE
WHEN YOU HEAR BANJOS YOU’VE ARRIVED
THEY TOOK AWAY OUR ZIP CODE
FIREHOUSE WENT UP IN SMOKE
STAKE A CLAIM IF YOU, THINK YOU CAN SURVIVE, YOU GOTTA’ BE

	REPEAT CHORUS

		BRIDGE:	MILES AND MILES OF HILLS AND HOLLERS
				SUNSETS YOU CAN’T BUY WITH DOLLARS
				BLOOD LINES PASSED TO SONS AND DAUGHTERS
				GOT MORE MOONSHINE THAN HOLY WATER
		

	REPEAT CHORUS


	TAG: THERE’S NO STRAIGHT LINE TO CROOKED HILL