HOOK]
Black veil county where the dead folks walk
Front porch swing when the night winds talk
Chrome flash glint through the roadside fog
Pray real hard when the hounds get called
I been knee deep in the blood red clay
Hear boots drag when the church bell sway
Whole town know when I’m on my way
‘Cause the crows fly low and the dogs don’t pray
[VERSE 1]
Rotten wood creak when I step through the screen door
Mask in the passenger seat with a trench coat
Shotgun shells rattlin’ loose in a Crown Vic
Moonlight shine off the rust on the round tip
Backroad baptized in the smoke from the tires
County line killer with a mouth full of wires
Old folks whisper “don’t go near the pines”
That’s where I dumped all the names from my old life
Still smell sulfur when the rain hit the asphalt
Still hear screams in the pipes of the bath hall
Mama said “boy that rage gon’ stain you”
Now the sink run black when I stand by the mirror
Got a grin full of gold and a fist full of vengeance
House full of crosses but they still can’t cleanse it
Whole crew move like wolves in December
Kick one door and the whole block remember
[HOOK]
Black veil county where the dead folks walk
Front porch swing when the night winds talk
Chrome flash glint through the roadside fog
Pray real hard when the hounds get called
I been knee deep in the blood red clay
Hear boots drag when the church bell sway
Whole town know when I’m on my way
‘Cause the crows fly low and the dogs don’t pray
[VERSE 2]
Grave dirt packed in the tread of my boots
No face witnesses left at the scene to accuse
Blue lights flash but they never get close
Sheriff saw me once now he chain-smoke ghosts
Bodies all sway from the trees by the river
Wind blow cold make the whole town shiver
Knife marks carved in the church house benches
Psalm 23 couldn’t stop what entered
Got a blacked out truck and a trunk full of secrets
Tape hiss static from a radio preacher
He keep yellin’ “son you can still be saved”
But the devil got my name on a numbered grave
I don’t sleep much
Just drive through the county
Windows rolled down hear the coyotes howl me
One eye red from the lack of rest
Other eye locked on whoever next
[BRIDGE]
And the rain keep fallin’ on the tin roof top
Hear chains get dragged when the clock hand stop
Whole town froze when the dogs all barked
Means somethin’ came crawlin’ out the dark
[FINAL HOOK]
Black veil county where the dead folks walk
Front porch swing when the night winds talk
Last thing seen was the roadside fog
Then the headlights died and the woods got calm…”