A southern baptist A son of the night put granny in the ground Preacher gonna raise his hands up The church gonna praise a man Oh, sorrow, what a sound Its in our bones Down in our roots Death gon come Where death is due Its in our hearts Runs thick as mud We all got That crazy in the blood [Chorus] We got crazy in the blood Were all crazy in the blood A long line of smokin guns Were all crazy in the blood The Holy Bibles Unholy rival [out?] wanderin around Cant blame the devil for lyin Or the lady for tryin [?] The power in [?] could get us killed Up in these woods Up in these trees Up in thse hills [Chorus] We got crazy in the blood Wre all crazy in the blood A long line of smokin guns Were all crazy in the blood I know Im gonna die here, Im gonna die here Mamas gonna cry a river with her eyes I know Im gonna die here, Im gonna die here Appalachian sky, devil[?] in july I know Im gonna die here, Im gonna die here Mamas gonna cry a river with her eyes I know Im gonna die here, Im gonna die here Appalachian sky, devil[?] in july [Chorus] We got crazy in the blood Were all crazy in the blood Oh, oh, a long line of smokin guns Were all crazy in the blood
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