High Water
I’ve seen the ghost
Collect and feed
Dressed in mud
She waits for me
When it’s goin’ down
Hell or high water’s coming
When’s it comin’ around
Sunday’s coming fast for me
Conceded points
Sift debris
Dressed in white
The wool is seen
When it’s goin’ down
Hell or high water’s coming
When’s it comin’ around
Sunday’s coming fast for me
I aint gonna be the man that you want
No, this so much I know
And I aint gonna bleed the stone
I’ve learned in life
Sometimes good things must go