Backwoods
from Rustic Poet by Huke Green
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~ Backwoods ~
Vampires and Werewolves, are out on patrol
Over the hills and through the woods, searchin' for a lost soul
One will suck you dry, the other 'll clean your bones
The sky is growin' dark, I suggest you just stay home
Cause there's things in these ol' backwoods,
Lies will never save
They'll all think you're crazy,
So you take 'em to your grave
Yeah you're crazy if you speak of,
So you take 'em... to your grave
The devil's down in Dixie, at this place I've never seen
It ain't like heaven or hell, but somewhere in between
And there are angels on the tree tops, snakes down in the dirt
The devil's dancing around the fire, but I ain't sayin' a word
There's old men and there's moonshine, game of stud by a whiskey still
There's blood and there's money, secrets for which they'd kill
And you've got pine-tops an' the riverbeds, ghost by a hanging tree
Things that words just can't describe, you gotta see 'em to believe
Vampires and Werewolves, are out on patrol
Over the hills and through the woods, searchin' for a lost soul
One will suck you dry, the other 'll clean your bones
The sky is growin' dark, I suggest you just stay home
Cause there's things in these ol' backwoods,
Lies will never save
They'll all think you're crazy,
So you take 'em to your grave
Yeah you're crazy if you speak of,
So you take 'em... to your grave
The devil's down in Dixie, at this place I've never seen
It ain't like heaven or hell, but somewhere in between
And there are angels on the tree tops, snakes down in the dirt
The devil's dancing around the fire, but I ain't sayin' a word
There's old men and there's moonshine, game of stud by a whiskey still
There's blood and there's money, secrets for which they'd kill
And you've got pine-tops an' the riverbeds, ghost by a hanging tree
Things that words just can't describe, you gotta see 'em to believe
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Rustic Poet,
released 13 May 2011
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“Raw as a shot of whisky, no ice. These songs come at you hard and don't let up. Acoustic story-telling straight from a
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wizened heart. They rock with nary an electric note. They burn going down and will stay with you. ” – Author, Court Merrigan
After his time co-fronting the roots rock band, The Wayward Sons, gravel voiced Huke set out to create a solo album which harkens to his folksy roots and
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