Top Songs By The Dead South
Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Colton Crawford
Banjo
Danny Kenyon
Cello
Nate Hilts
Lead Vocals
Scott Pringle
Mandolin
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Colton Crawford
Songwriter
Danny Kenyon
Songwriter
Nate Hilts
Songwriter
Scott Pringle
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
The Dead South
Producer
Orion Paradis
Producer
Joel Feeney
Mastering Engineer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Oh well, we run to the break of day
The old man groaned as we rolled away
Our women wept as we sped on by
We hung our heads low as they raised their flags high
[Verse 2]
Then we grabbed our guns and shot away
Let's kill our brothers on a Saturday
Blood spills out, and our wounds were deep
Old Jesse James, well, he won't even take a peep
[Verse 3]
So then we go on down that road
Breakin' your backs and breakin' your souls
Breakin' your backs, yeah, breakin' your souls
Momma said I'd die before I get old
[Verse 4]
War is over, now the graves are deep
Sun goes down just like my brother Ren's keep
You burned my house then you raped my wife
Fall to my knees and I'm prayin' the lord
That I can kill that fucker tonight
[Verse 5]
So then we go on down that road
Breakin' your backs and breakin' your souls
Breakin' your backs, yeah, breakin' your souls
Momma said I'd die before I get old
[Verse 6]
Oh, hey there day, don't you know who I am?
No motherfucker, don't give a goddamn
[Verse 7]
So then we go on down that road
Breakin' your backs and breakin' your souls
Breakin' your backs and breakin' your souls
Momma said I'd die before I get old
[Verse 8]
Momma said I'd die before I get old
Momma said I'd die before I get old
Momma said I'd die before I get old
Momma said I'd die before I get old
Momma said I'd die before I get old
Written by: Colton Crawford, Danny Kenyon, Nate Hilts, Nathaniel William Hilts, Scott Pringle