Текст песни I Can See Your Tracks

Oh, I can see your tracks But I won't fall back I just hope for rain Or some kind of crazy wind To erase them, chase them Into oblivion Oh, I can smell the smoke From your firepit But I'll leave you alone And sleep in this lonely cave And pray for a storm to Scrub this dirt away Oh ho, oh ho ho, I can hear the snakes Creeping 'cross the scene I'm quaking in my boots But you won't hear me scream You're halfway down to New Orleans You're halfway down to New Orleans