On The Dark Side Of The Tracks
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ON THE DARK SIDE OF THE TRACKS
© words and music by Glynda Duncan / Calvin Stewart Dec. 28, 2008 )
Ever since I was a little boy
Sittin' by that rusted out shack
The old folks said don't venture
Don't ever cross the tracks
ON THE DARK SIDE OF THE TRACKS
Stories they told didn't scare me
I couldn't wait to cross the tracks
Had to see it for myself
What was left of Big John Mac
ON THE DARK SIDE OF THE TRACKS
CHORUS...
Spooks out walking somewhere
Talkin' tongues at night
But even in the moonlight
Things weren't right..
ON THE DARK SIDE OF THE TRACKS
Fruit trees of death swingin' evil
Unexplained things occured
I dug deep, and I got brave
I inhaled the devils word
Me and my sweet Pickles
Watched the black train go by
Once the smoke had cleared
I saw Pickles wave goodby
FROM THE DARK SIDE OF THE TRACKS
Now she's walkin' round with Big John Mac
On the dark sid of the tracks
No need to call an ambulance
She's stepped into the night
Hellions hit the sirens
SATAN TURNED OUT THE LIGHTS
ON THE DARK SIDE OF THE TRACKS
BRIDGE..
Lots of folks don't make it back
They're demonized and hypnotized
Recieve the facial stamp
They're in the devils camp
ON THE DARK SIDE OF THE TRACKS
