Off the Tracks
Written March 19, 2013
Along the fine black print
Has left me wondering why
They've been making it so hard
For a poor old man to die
I know what I done
Even God would shun
From the tales I've told
Of the bodies turned cold
The world has turned
Yet the butter still churns
Along the Alabama coast
Where I used to boast
Its been a few years now
Since the car stopped running
A loose train off the tracks
Lord I should have seen it coming
They know I've learned my lesson
But hell won't let me out
'Cause heaven won't take me in
Such a wicked world's chagrin
Copyright © Brandon Carter | Year Posted 2013
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