Lyrics Chris Whitley

Chris Whitley

Make The Dirt Stick

There's nothing wrong with staying inside

There's nothing wrong staying home tonight

All week long was a world of restless

Whatever it takes for a little peace and quiet

I got a pump, be right out back now

I got a well up on the hill

All summer long was rain and water

Sometime surrender to God's will

Whatever it takes, you best now surrender

Whatever you know, you gotta tell them quick

Scratching the wall with some old barbed wire

Whatever it takes to make the dirt stick

I hear them coming with the crane and hammer

I hear them digging these holes in the ground

I feel like there's something bound to take me over

Son, do what you can in a mean old town

Whatever it takes, you best now surrender

Whatever you know, you gotta tell them quick

Scratching the wall with some old barbed wire

Whatever it takes to make the dirt stick

I said whatever it takes, you best now surrender

Whatever you know, you gotta tell them quick

Scratching the wall with some old barbed wire

Whatever it takes to make the dirt stick