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Black Smoke in the Holler

Lyrics Written by Peridot Sapphire Verse 1 Fog hangs low in the pinewood trees Whispers ride on a mountain breeze Creek runs cold where the copper hides Buried deep where the lawman rides Boots in mud, hands stained brown Daddy’s blood in this broken town Moonlight cuts through the ridge-line bone That still’s been singing since I was grown Pre-Chorus They say the mountain keeps what you owe And the devil walks where the mash won’t flow Chorus Black smoke in the holler tonight Fire in the barrel, no fear of the light Silver runs like a sinner’s plea Burns going down like it baptized me If the revenuers come, let ‘em try They’ll find my shadow, but not my sky I was raised where the dark runs deep And the mountain don’t forgive what it keeps Verse 2 Mama prayed but she knew the truth This ridge don’t raise no silver spoon youth Granddaddy’s rifle above the door Still got dents from the revenue war Copper coil like a serpent’s tongue Sings old hymns when the run is done First jar clear like a ghost’s last breath Taste of freedom… cut with death Pre-Chorus Dogs start howlin’ when tires slow Blue lights flicker down below Chorus Black smoke in the holler tonight Fire in the barrel, no fear of the light Silver runs like a sinner’s plea Burns going down like it baptized me If the revenuers come, let ‘em try They’ll find my shadow, but not my sky I was raised where the dark runs deep And the mountain don’t forgive what it keeps Bridge (spoken, low and gravelly) Ain’t no badge ever climbed this high without bleedin’. Ain’t no judge ever understood this soil. You call it illegal… We call it survival. Breakdown Chorus (stripped, eerie) Black smoke… rising slow Ash on my hands from the fire below Mountain blood in every vein Clear as the liquor… dark as the stain Final Chorus (full, heavy) Black smoke in the holler tonight If I fall, I fall for this fight Jar in my hand, stars in my sight Living outlaw, born to the night When they carve my name in stone Let it say he died on his own Up where the cold wind always creeps And the mountain don’t forgive what it keeps