Somewhere down in Georgia

Old ghosts still walk along Cotton fields turned parking lots Steel and stone can't hide these stains History still grows in the cracks when it rains Paint over the past, build it high It'll never fall under magnolia leaves I felt their pain, she told me all These embers still remember Somewhere down in Georgia Ooh, ooh Ooh, ooh Don't let the sun go down on me Bearing up a violent history Red, red blood down every street They won't look, look to see That curse still on Mississippi Till still smiling from Tallahatchie Countries full of crows and tin men Who want love without a heart in them Times are like the walls of Jericho Raise your voice, it might begin to go I'm ten toes with many at the ready And as it comes, stay steady Take this night away The devil's here, he's trying to stay Oh, you better run, mmm Oh, you better run before the bad man comes, mmm Before the bad man comes Oh, you better run before the bad man comes Oh, you better run before the bad man comes