Angels falling out the sky like they’re racing straight to hell
Brothers drinking bourbon like they’re racing straight to jail
Last one to hit the fire is first to make the bail
Shadows keep secrets hostage
Until souls explode or melt
Deal from the stacked deck until the black ace is dealt
Chorus:
She walks to the door like cigar smoke rising
Heels click the floor like old men crying
She walks to the door like cigar smoke rising
Heels click the floor like young men dying
Trade your soul for shadow games
And watch her smile widen
Close your eyes and try to dream
And feel her talons tighten
Should have walked the ancient path
And sought the narrow gate
Crimson lies and smoky eyes
Have sealed up your fate
She walks to the door like cigar smoke rising
Heels click the floor like old men crying
She dances on your soul like cigar smoke rising
Heels click the floor like young men dying
Apr 4, 2014
Apr 4, 2014 at 8:22 PM UTC
Angels falling out the sky like they’re racing straight to hell
Brothers drinking bourbon like they’re racing straight to jail
Last one to hit the fire is first to make the bail
Shadows keep secrets hostage
Until souls explode or melt
Deal from the stacked deck until the black ace is dealt
Chorus:
She walks to the door like cigar smoke rising
Heels click the floor like old men crying
She walks to the door like cigar smoke rising
Heels click the floor like young men dying
Trade your soul for shadow games
And watch her smile widen
Close your eyes and try to dream
And feel her talons tighten
Should have walked the ancient path
And sought the narrow gate
Crimson lies and smoky eyes
Have sealed up your fate
She walks to the door like cigar smoke rising
Heels click the floor like old men crying
She dances on your soul like cigar smoke rising
Heels click the floor like young men dying
A "song" inspired my Mike Cooley's style of song writing. If your not a Drive-By Truckers fan you probably won't appreciate it. Even if you are, you probably won't appreciate it. Mike Cooley is awesome.