
Six Pennies at Midnight
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Lyrics
Drop
Stealing the fire
Out at the crossroads
Chorus
Stood where the four ways meet
Burn the herbs on the heat of the street
Devil tried to buy what I got
Stealing the fire from his holy spot
I ain't selling
No I ain't selling
Stealing the fire
Fire in my hands
Verse 1
Midnight mist moving slow through the pines
Seven pennies flipped on the county lines
I didn't kneel to the shadow man
He reached for my heart but I took his plan
Gripping the embers until they turn red
Better than walking with the living dead
Snatching the spark
Leaving him in the dark
Leaving him alone
Pre-Chorus
No paper signed
No blood on the line
Told him I'm fine
Told him I'm fine
Chorus
Stood where the four ways meet
Burn the herbs on the heat of the street
Devil tried to buy what I got
Stealing the fire from his holy spot
I ain't selling
No I ain't selling
Stealing the fire
Fire in my hands
Drop
Fire in my hands
Stealing the fire
Verse 2
Cigar smoke drifting round my dirty boots
Got the mojo working way down in the roots
Old Scratch looked surprised
Seeing that lightning inside of my eyes
I am the match and the fuel and the flame
Forgot how to even pronounce his name
Broke every curse
Took his heavy purse
Took it all home
Pre-Chorus
No paper signed
No blood on the line
Told him I'm fine
Told him I'm fine
Chorus
Stood where the four ways meet
Burn the herbs on the heat of the street
Devil tried to buy what I got
Stealing the fire from his holy spot
I ain't selling
No I ain't selling
Stealing the fire
Fire in my hands
Bridge
He wants a bargain (wants a bargain)
He wants a fee (wants a fee)
But the flame was always
Inside of me
Inside of me
Chorus
Stood where the four ways meet
Burn the herbs on the heat of the street
Devil tried to buy what I got
Stealing the fire from his holy spot
I ain't selling
No I ain't selling
Stealing the fire
Fire in my hands
Drop
I ain't selling
Stealing the fire
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