Now She's Gone

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He's run this town since time begun
 Like a barrel to the head from a loaded gun
 He ain't your friend and he ain't your foe
 But take heed now, don't fuck with Joe
 Takes his hammer, takes a stone
 Like a moth to a flame he will creep and crawl
 To the light in the valley where you call it home
 And break down your door when you're sleeping sound
 Takes his cleaver, cuts your throat
 A cold-hearted killer in a dark black coat
 Some say he's the devil, just a bad mofo
 One thing's for sure you don't fuck with Joe
 Well there once was a trucker by the name of Clyde
 Ran a little moonshine on the side
 He knew damn well who owned that liquor store
 But no one told him who wrote the law
 Found tied to a sleeper on the railroad track
 It was the midnight train that broke his back
 Ain't no way to die but then he shoulda had known
 That he dug his grave when he fucked with Joe
 Sue ray ran a house of ill repute
 In the old shack down by the black bayou
 Had 'em lined up way round the bend
 I think you know how the story ends
 Joe fucked her good with a shot to the head
 Her brains laid out all over the bed
 He had no right to do the things he did
 But if you fuck with joe you gonna wind up dead
 You should've never stolen from butcher's corner store
 'Cause now you find yourself upon the killing floor
 His name's on the wind, footsteps in the snow
 I warned you three times already
 I can't warn you no more
 So when he takes his hammer, takes a stone
 Breaks down your door while you're sleeping sound
 The light of the moon hits his cleaver to show
 The red with anger
 Wild eyes of Joe

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Duration
03:46
Key
8
Tempo
153 BPM

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