Hell's Half Acre — The Band

It's way up in the Black Hills where we come from There's a girl and she warned me don't pick up that gun By the law of the land By the promise that might is right She would hold me and cry - don't you go off and fight D Dsus Somebody knocking at my door Oh, I been called to war D Dsus Say goodbye to Tobacco Road Wear my colors, call my brothers And for my country I'll go

Down on Hell's Half Acre Shakin' with fever Rumble in the jungle Down on Hell's Half Acre

She wrote me a letter and said what have they done Placed a crown of thorns an this native son Oh, maybe they're right, but maybe they're wrong But what can I do, you're not here you're gone

Something in the air is much too quiet Hear my heartbeat The storms that rages from within Three times thunder, blood runs cold Got this wound on my soul

Down on Hell's Half Acre Walking on fire We got trouble in the wasteland Down on Hell's Half Acre

Back in the land where buffalo roam Oh is this my home She said you've changed, you're not the same Clouds of napalm and the opium The damage was already done

Down on Hell's Half Acre Shakin' with fever Rumble in the jungle Down on Hell's Half Acre

Down on Hell's Half Acre Walking on fire We got trouble in the wasteland Down on Hell's Half Acre