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Heaven is the only Hell
02:50
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Heaven is the only Hell
The only that you'll know
though the chances are you wont ever know
because you wont get to go
And now your gonna fry
Feel the fire creeping up your thighs
This is what you get for telling a lie
now all you want to do is die
but lord tell me why?
Why heaven is the only hell
the only hell that I’ll know
I’ve been a sinner and a saint
but I’ll tell you something that I ain’t
I ain’t a fool,
and I certainly don’t believe in you
So don’t try and tell me the the rules
or be my safety fuse
or tell me that I’ll loose
Cause I’ve got these freight train blues
solo
But Lord tell me why
Why heaven is the only hell
The only hell that we’ll know
I just thought you ought to know
that this one ain’t down below
and there is no golden glow
its more like a shadow show
Cause heaven is the only hell
the only hell that I’ll know
Heaven is the only Hell
The only that you'll know
Cause heaven is the only Hell
The only hell that well know
Heaven is the only Hell
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The Gambler
03:19
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Perhaps I killed the gambling man, that evil soul who rested here
He wasted all of his woman’s wage, so I put him down today.
I put him down with a loaded gun, the powders smell the deafening hum
Then out in to the wasteland I led, to have him an unmarked grave.
I thought I heard a spirit cry, I’ll haunt you till the end of days
I thought I heard a spirit cry, you’ll never get away
I passed on by a shanty town, on my way to lay his body down
A passer-by cried the gamblers dead, I turned said “be on your way”
I reached the spot and dropped his body down, took my shovel and I hit the ground
I worked until I broke a sweat, then rolled him into his grave
I thought I heard a spirit cry, I’ll haunt you till the end of days
I thought I heard a spirit cry, you’ll never get away
I took my leave I didn’t spare a thought, back to town I felt no remorse
Into saloon with drink in hand, entering a drunken state
Was then I realised just what I’d done, I grabbed my gun and began to run
Out of town into the night, back to the unmarked grave
But when I reached the grave what did I see? There was a figure with its back to me
Was then I saw the light shine through his chest, the gambler had rose from the grave.
I thought I heard a spirit cry, I’ll haunt you till the end of time
I thought I heard a spirit cry, you’ll never get away
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Fire and Brimstone
02:34
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the fire and the brimstone
was crashing on down
all over the little mining town
Folks will say that it was
a mountain slide
and that no one there made it out alive
I speak of course of the
town of frank where in
1903 there was a tragedy
While the fire and the brimstone
came crashing down
all over the little mining town
now the good lord knew
to keep them at bay
he had to bury the town dooming them all
They say that as the clock
struck 4:01 that
90 million tonnes of rock began to fall
now during this time
there was a man
mining deep into the Canadian land
While the fire and the brimstone
came crashing down
all over the little mining town
now the good lord knew
to keep them at bay
he had to bury the town dooming them all
He came across a mystic box
but he never realised
that he just let loose the devils demon hordes
While the fire and the brimstone
came crashing down
all over the little mining town
now the good lord knew
to keep them at bay
he had to bury the town dooming them all
now they say
deep in the mine
they are trapped there until the end of time
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Perhaps I killed the gambling man, that evil soul who rested here
He wasted all of his woman’s wage, so I put him down today.
I put him down with a loaded gun, the powders smell the deafening hum
Then out in to the wasteland I led, to have him an unmarked grave.
I thought I heard a spirit cry, I’ll haunt you till the end of days
I thought I heard a spirit cry, you’ll never get away
I passed on by a shanty town, on my way to lay his body down
A passer-by cried the gamblers dead, I turned said “be on your way”
I reached the spot and dropped his body down, took my shovel and I hit the ground
I worked until I broke a sweat, then rolled him into his grave
I thought I heard a spirit cry, I’ll haunt you till the end of days
I thought I heard a spirit cry, you’ll never get away
I took my leave I didn’t spare a thought, back to town I felt no remorse
Into saloon with drink in hand, entering a drunken state
Was then I realised just what I’d done, I grabbed my gun and began to run
Out of town into the night, back to the unmarked grave
But when I reached the grave what did I see? There was a figure with its back to me
Was then I saw the light shine through his chest, the gambler had rose from the grave.
I thought I heard a spirit cry, I’ll haunt you till the end of time
I thought I heard a spirit cry, you’ll never get away
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Craig Duncan & The Outlaws Aberdeen, UK
Craig Duncan & The Outlaws are a dark country and hailing from Aberdeen in Scotland.
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