They all laughed as he turned around slow
They said, "You ain't welcome 'round here anymore
You just might as well go"
He wiped the blood from his face as he slowly came to his knees
He said, "I'll be back when you least expect it
And hell's coming with me"
Hell's coming with me
There is a hill at the bottom of the valley
Where all the poor souls go when they die
And if you listen real close, you can hear 'em like a ghost
And you're never gonna make it out alive
There is a town at the bottom of that hill
They got a secret that they keep like a slave
They got a black magic preacher
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𖥂cute N𖥂
09/06/2025
We'd do well to let him teach her
You'll be heading up that hill to the grave
And it is well with my soul
You line your pockets full of money
That you steal from the poor
And on your way down the hill
You hear me ring the bell
I'd pay the devil twice as much to keep your soul
There was a drifter passing through that little valley
He had promised he was coming back to town (coming back to town)
They didn't know him by his face or by the gun around his waist
But he'll come back to burn that town to the ground
First, there was fire, then there was smoke
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09/06/2025