Rattlin Chains
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โฑ๏ธ 2:31 duration
๐ ID: 6046678
๐ Lyrics
Rattlin' chains diamond plate
Knee-deep in mud, I can't get away
These ghostly hills, the winding road
The crosses on the trees from the ones in the dirt
Confederate flags painted on a pole
Ripped up jeans and a can of skoal
So don't tell me, don't tell me
Don't tell me that I don't know the woods
Where I'm from, the hills have eyes
The rivers have secrets, and that's no lie
The midnight train leaves a thick black smoke
The phantoms of hell chase the burning coal
Through a cattle field with dead willow trees
Silver war coins, and the soul so deep
Two-hundred-year-old names carved deep in a tree
Probably in another realm watching me
Watching me, mm
Rattlin' chains diamond plate
Knee-deep in mud, I can't get away
These ghostly hills, the winding road
The crosses on the trees from the ones in the dirt
Confederate flags painted on a pole
Ripped up jeans and a can of skoal
So don't tell me, don't tell me
Don't tell me that I don't know the woods
Barbwire tattooed on my skin
No trespassing on the way I live
These hands will drown your evil hiss
Take you to a spot nobody's seen in 20 years
25, 30 years plus
Junkyards with trucks eat up with rust
A big bellied man that talks real slow
With a bunch of empty land and a couple backhoe
And maybe I'm out of my mind (my mind)
Or maybe I'm sane and not blind
Rattlin' chains diamond plate
Knee-deep in mud, I can't get away
Rattlin' chains diamond plate
Knee-deep in mud, I can't get away
These ghostly hills, the winding road
The crosses on the trees from the ones in the dirt
Confederate flags painted on a pole
Ripped up jeans and a can of skoal
So don't tell me, don't tell me
Don't tell me that I don't know the woods
Oh whoa, that I don't know the woods
Knee-deep in mud, I can't get away
These ghostly hills, the winding road
The crosses on the trees from the ones in the dirt
Confederate flags painted on a pole
Ripped up jeans and a can of skoal
So don't tell me, don't tell me
Don't tell me that I don't know the woods
Where I'm from, the hills have eyes
The rivers have secrets, and that's no lie
The midnight train leaves a thick black smoke
The phantoms of hell chase the burning coal
Through a cattle field with dead willow trees
Silver war coins, and the soul so deep
Two-hundred-year-old names carved deep in a tree
Probably in another realm watching me
Watching me, mm
Rattlin' chains diamond plate
Knee-deep in mud, I can't get away
These ghostly hills, the winding road
The crosses on the trees from the ones in the dirt
Confederate flags painted on a pole
Ripped up jeans and a can of skoal
So don't tell me, don't tell me
Don't tell me that I don't know the woods
Barbwire tattooed on my skin
No trespassing on the way I live
These hands will drown your evil hiss
Take you to a spot nobody's seen in 20 years
25, 30 years plus
Junkyards with trucks eat up with rust
A big bellied man that talks real slow
With a bunch of empty land and a couple backhoe
And maybe I'm out of my mind (my mind)
Or maybe I'm sane and not blind
Rattlin' chains diamond plate
Knee-deep in mud, I can't get away
Rattlin' chains diamond plate
Knee-deep in mud, I can't get away
These ghostly hills, the winding road
The crosses on the trees from the ones in the dirt
Confederate flags painted on a pole
Ripped up jeans and a can of skoal
So don't tell me, don't tell me
Don't tell me that I don't know the woods
Oh whoa, that I don't know the woods
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:02.37] Rattlin' chains diamond plate
[00:04.42] Knee-deep in mud, I can't get away
[00:07.63] These ghostly hills, the winding road
[00:10.64] The crosses on the trees from the ones in the dirt
[00:13.32] Confederate flags painted on a pole
[00:16.37] Ripped up jeans and a can of skoal
[00:18.93] So don't tell me, don't tell me
[00:21.33] Don't tell me that I don't know the woods
[00:25.04] Where I'm from, the hills have eyes
[00:27.69] The rivers have secrets, and that's no lie
[00:30.35] The midnight train leaves a thick black smoke
[00:33.39] The phantoms of hell chase the burning coal
[00:35.95] Through a cattle field with dead willow trees
[00:38.89] Silver war coins, and the soul so deep
[00:41.47] Two-hundred-year-old names carved deep in a tree
[00:44.58] Probably in another realm watching me
[00:51.79] Watching me, mm
[00:58.70] Rattlin' chains diamond plate
[01:01.34] Knee-deep in mud, I can't get away
[01:04.08] These ghostly hills, the winding road
[01:06.97] The crosses on the trees from the ones in the dirt
[01:09.87] Confederate flags painted on a pole
[01:12.72] Ripped up jeans and a can of skoal
[01:15.34] So don't tell me, don't tell me
[01:17.82] Don't tell me that I don't know the woods
[01:21.88] Barbwire tattooed on my skin
[01:23.82] No trespassing on the way I live
[01:26.85] These hands will drown your evil hiss
[01:29.69] Take you to a spot nobody's seen in 20 years
[01:33.13] 25, 30 years plus
[01:35.20] Junkyards with trucks eat up with rust
[01:38.16] A big bellied man that talks real slow
[01:40.76] With a bunch of empty land and a couple backhoe
[01:43.42] And maybe I'm out of my mind (my mind)
[01:49.39] Or maybe I'm sane and not blind
[01:55.07] Rattlin' chains diamond plate
[01:57.80] Knee-deep in mud, I can't get away
[02:00.91] Rattlin' chains diamond plate
[02:03.31] Knee-deep in mud, I can't get away
[02:06.13] These ghostly hills, the winding road
[02:09.09] The crosses on the trees from the ones in the dirt
[02:11.97] Confederate flags painted on a pole
[02:14.92] Ripped up jeans and a can of skoal
[02:17.54] So don't tell me, don't tell me
[02:19.95] Don't tell me that I don't know the woods
[02:25.41] Oh whoa, that I don't know the woods
[02:30.31]
[00:04.42] Knee-deep in mud, I can't get away
[00:07.63] These ghostly hills, the winding road
[00:10.64] The crosses on the trees from the ones in the dirt
[00:13.32] Confederate flags painted on a pole
[00:16.37] Ripped up jeans and a can of skoal
[00:18.93] So don't tell me, don't tell me
[00:21.33] Don't tell me that I don't know the woods
[00:25.04] Where I'm from, the hills have eyes
[00:27.69] The rivers have secrets, and that's no lie
[00:30.35] The midnight train leaves a thick black smoke
[00:33.39] The phantoms of hell chase the burning coal
[00:35.95] Through a cattle field with dead willow trees
[00:38.89] Silver war coins, and the soul so deep
[00:41.47] Two-hundred-year-old names carved deep in a tree
[00:44.58] Probably in another realm watching me
[00:51.79] Watching me, mm
[00:58.70] Rattlin' chains diamond plate
[01:01.34] Knee-deep in mud, I can't get away
[01:04.08] These ghostly hills, the winding road
[01:06.97] The crosses on the trees from the ones in the dirt
[01:09.87] Confederate flags painted on a pole
[01:12.72] Ripped up jeans and a can of skoal
[01:15.34] So don't tell me, don't tell me
[01:17.82] Don't tell me that I don't know the woods
[01:21.88] Barbwire tattooed on my skin
[01:23.82] No trespassing on the way I live
[01:26.85] These hands will drown your evil hiss
[01:29.69] Take you to a spot nobody's seen in 20 years
[01:33.13] 25, 30 years plus
[01:35.20] Junkyards with trucks eat up with rust
[01:38.16] A big bellied man that talks real slow
[01:40.76] With a bunch of empty land and a couple backhoe
[01:43.42] And maybe I'm out of my mind (my mind)
[01:49.39] Or maybe I'm sane and not blind
[01:55.07] Rattlin' chains diamond plate
[01:57.80] Knee-deep in mud, I can't get away
[02:00.91] Rattlin' chains diamond plate
[02:03.31] Knee-deep in mud, I can't get away
[02:06.13] These ghostly hills, the winding road
[02:09.09] The crosses on the trees from the ones in the dirt
[02:11.97] Confederate flags painted on a pole
[02:14.92] Ripped up jeans and a can of skoal
[02:17.54] So don't tell me, don't tell me
[02:19.95] Don't tell me that I don't know the woods
[02:25.41] Oh whoa, that I don't know the woods
[02:30.31]