Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Ian Noe
Lead Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Joey Ian Noe
Songwriter
Ronnie Scott
Songwriter
Steve Wolfe
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Andrija Tojkic
Producer
Lyrics
This road may flood tonight
If I heard the weatherman right
I ain't seen a cloud in sight
The whole damn day
There ain't a soul in this old coal town
It's quiet on the courthouse grounds
Just empty cars with windows down
I guess it's on its way
May have to get myself a boat
A couple paddles and a good raincoat
Dig myself out of the deepest moat
Keep it all at bay
And last time it rained, I didn't sleep for weeks
Worryin' on those risin' creeks
Gravel bars and busted beach
And mountains made of slate
Guess you could say it's been a haunted life
I used to have a Christian wife
And I lost her like a pocket knife
Slidin' down the bank
But you know, this road's been a pretty good friend
I've drove it every night since then
I run her 'round every bend
Never sure if I'm awake
And it's a heartache
Nothin' but a heartache
Hits you when it's too late
Hits you when you're down
It's a fool's game
Nothin' but a fool's game
Standin' in this cold rain
Dancin' like a clown
Writer(s): Ronnie Scott, Steve Wolfe, Victor William Batty, Joey Ian Noe
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