Lyrics The Devil Makes Three

The Devil Makes Three

Bangor Mash

Meet me down by the trees

There's a thousand things you got to see to believe

Come on, lay those bones down at my feet

We're gonna look to the future, see what we see

Man, I say you future looks pretty damn dim

I couldn't say if you're gonna sink or swim

Give me five dollars and I'll sing you a song

Gonna tell you something you knew all along

That's, uh

Yes, I know we all die at the end of the road

Ain't nothin' round here you can hold

Guess no, guess no, body knows

That when I die, go back home

Yes, I know we all die at the end of the road

Ain't nothin' round here you can hold

When I go, just take my bones

Scatter them from here back to my home

Listen to me, now when I speak

Say, I do my best talkin' when I'm fast asleep

Come on and lay your head down next to mine

You can listen to the spirits of the dead just fine, oh

Come on, help me with these iron wings

We're gonna fly so high we hear the angels sing

Man, it feels good to have my feet off the ground

I hope the good God Almighty that I never come down

Yes, I know we all die at the end of the road

Ain't nothin' round here you can hold

When I go, just take my bones

Scatter them from here back to my home

Yes, I know we all die at the end of the road

Ain't nothin' round here you can hold

When I go, just take my bones

Scatter them from here back to my home