Ain't no more clean water in this well
Ain't no more clean water in the well
The land has dried up all dead
God's abandoned it
Ain't no more big Hellhounds on my trail
Ain't no more big Hellhounds on my trail
I gave them all they wanted from me
Now they've stopped following
No Hellhounds on my trail
Ain't no more sweet echo in these rooms
No more sweet laughter in this house and these rooms
The silence rings despair and doom
The laughter in these rooms
is gone for good
Mama always said 'be good and follow the lord'
And I done my best
But then the crop went dead
and I could no more feed the family
So I played the blues with a blind drifter man
at the Crossroads we sang
And Oh how we sang
Oh, how we played and sang
Ain't no more clean water in the well
Ain't no more hungry faces in these beds
No Hellhound on my trail
Six graves behind the shed
are all that is left
Ain't no Hellhound on my trail
Six crosses behind the shed
Ain't no clean water in the well
Six graves behind the shed