Burn (The Great Fire of Culver County)
Album: Old Grandad Whiskey
By: David Wayne Broyles
By: David Wayne Broyles
Duration
3:57
Genres
Description
A fire breaks out at a moonshine still in the Appalachian Mountains. The best thing to do to avoid being caught by the law is to run and let the evidence burn.
Lyrics
There’s a fire Coming down the mountain There’s a fire Coming down the mountain Better get your old boots on Grab all you belong Better get your old boots on Grab all you belong ‘Cuz there’s a fire Gotta let it burn The creek’s all dust Well’s run dry Here in Culver County If the smoke gets there before I do Best leave home without me ‘Cuz there’s a fire Gotta let it burn There’s a fire Coming down the mountain There’s a fire Coming down the mountain There’s trouble at the still On that yonder hill There’s trouble at the still On that yonder hill ‘Cuz there’s a fire Gotta let it burn There’s a fire Coming down the mountain There’s a fire Coming down the mountain Lawman’s on the way Someone’s gotta pay Lawman’s on the way Someone’s gotta pay ‘Cuz there’s a fire Gotta let it burn Don’t bother with the ashes or dust specks in your eyes There’s be no excuses, no hope, no alibis ‘Cuz there’s a fire, gotta let it burn
