Band: Woodbox Gang Album: Trashcan Americana Storm Blowing Slowly VERSE 1 ng light VERSE 2 A killer winks behind the eyes of a warden The chaplain's ace is in the dead man's sleeve There's a serpent hiding in every saint's garden Quoting the scriptures behind laurel leaves VERSE 3 Every bad man has friends in low places Who shroud themselves in a darkness to hide But some of these dearly departed hard cases Venge me with friends of the holiest kind And I'm constantly looking over my should (guitartabs.cc)