Forest Service Road Blues

There's a no trespassing sign

On that old cabin's door

There's a man who dwells there

Who don't like to speak anymore

 

It gets colder quicker now

Up on that old mountain's brow

The sun don't shine like it used to

But it always comes down

 

They say they've tried to coax him down

A hundred times or more

But he just points to the shovel

Layin' next to the door

They say sometimes you've just gotta let a man

Dig his own grave

 

It gets colder quicker now

Up on that old mountain's brow

The sun don't shine like it used to

But it always comes down