Lyrics The Devil Makes Three

The Devil Makes Three

Tow

Someone left a child and did not even care

Before the first shots of the battle here had even pierced the air

They run now like them children to those arms of mother earth

To pretend as if there was a day before their very birth

Me, I just grab these ropes that me and mine have left behind

And I stare up to that mountain that I know we got to climb

I keep towin' that line

Mmmmmm

I keep towin' that line

Mmmmmm

Down in basements choked with smoke, child, of the past

Dreams come up for air down there but they can only gasp

All them old men they sit staring as life slips out of their grips

Only to fall and disappear beyond their fingertips

Me, I just grab these ropes me and mine have left behind

And I stare up to demon that you know has got to die

I keep towin that line

Mmmmmm

I keep towin' that line

Mmmmmm

I keep towin' that line

Mmmmmm

I keep towin' that line

Mmmmmm

Down in ditches by that road I call my home

All of you come a cussin' now and all just throwing stones

Yes they're big men now to settle down and life's so stale and cold

As if I could ever do the way they do just as they're told

Which should find me living low when the miles have passed me by

And it seems that I have left now all that I could love behind

I'm just towin' that line

Mmmmmm

I'm just towin' that line

Mmmmmm