Take It to the Grave Songtext
von Warren Zeiders

Whiskey′s gonna wash my sins away
Devil's got that barbed wire on my soul
If the good die young like they all say
The way I′m riding gets some dying old
Finger on the trigger, I'm a loaded gun
Foot on the middle, I'm a rolling one
When I′m gone, ride it on my stones

Take my fire, take my living
Step and roll down, better take me out winning
Took it to the church, took it to the river
But the river said, ain′t no saving that sinner
Hell no, hell no, hell no, hell no
All the hell I paid
Hell no, hell no, hell no, hell knows
All the hell I've raised, I′ma take it to the grave

Dirt, blood, the scars on my hands
Red letters, they keep rattling my bones
Bad habits, ain't gonna have to miss me
They′re gonna be there when I'm sixteen


Take my fire, take my living
Step and roll down, better take me out winning
Took it to the church, took it to the river
But the river said, ain′t no saving that sinner
Hell no, hell no, hell no, hell knows
All the hell I paid
Hell no, hell no, hell no, hell knows
All the hell I've raised, I'ma take it to the grave

Bad habits, ain′t gonna have to miss me
Cause I′ll be taking them with me

Take my fire, take my living
Step and roll down, better take me out winning
Took it to the church, took it to the river
But the river said, ain't no saving that sinner
Hell no, hell no, hell no, hell knows
All the hell I paid
Hell no, hell no, hell no, hell knows
All the hell I′ve raised, I'ma take it to the grave

All the hell I′ve raised, I'ma take it to the grave
All the hell I′ve raised, I'ma take it to the grave