I was driving my car down 202 I was trying really hard to forget about you I had the radio on and the windows down I was doing 75 I was covering ground
Charlie got a chainsaw and a pickle jar of formaldehyde One way or another tonight she will be going for a ride The roses and the poems he wrote, somehow
I was sitting at a red light |I was waiting for a green light Up pulls this El Dorado with plates that said "diablo" With a guy, looked like an undertaker
He was holding the McCulloch When he knocked upon her door Yesterday she said she didn't love him anymore But it wasn't her who answered It was some guy
Hey Mr. Undertaker do me a big favor Make me look real good because I'm going for a ride Hey Mr. Embalmer I did a number with my revolver Can you put
(chorus) I'm racing the train to the crossroads To find out if I'm still alive I'm racing the train to the crossroads, baby I'm racing with the devil
Jesus, please come on down Please come and see me when you're in town I'm waiting, waiting around Please come on down Come on down when you're in town
I wish I had been that creep that you wanted me to be I wish I would've cheated and lied If only I had been that creep that you wanted me to be You'd
When I saw you with him in the bar room I was wishing that I was blind And when I saw you leaving with him That's when I lost my mind I guess you don'
I'm gonna skin you alive, and make a suit out of your hide And then I'll go downtown and I'll make believe I'm you I'm gonna put your favorite dress on
You say you want me to choose Between life without you Between life without you, and life without my whiskey That isn't much of a choice No, I don't think
These prison walls keep me from leaving There's no escape I'm not strong enough I was condemned the night the devil came soul stealin' The day I lost
There was a little raccoon on the side of the road When I drove to work one day He was sleepin' there as peaceful as can be So I blew my horn to wake
You win some and you lose some That's just the way it goes Someday maybe I'll win one right now I just don't know I've got a special talent You might
Gonna meet my maker, gonna shake his hand Gonna meet my maker, gonna shade his hand Gonna meet my maker, I'm at the undertaker Gonna meet my maker, in
翻訳: 怒っているジョニーとKillbillies. MCへの生活.
翻訳: 怒っているジョニーとKillbillies. 古いボーイフレンド.
翻訳: 怒っているジョニーとKillbillies. Killvilleでハイヌーン.
