H. Jack Williams - Road to Hell

WHEN YOUR LIFE IS RULED
BY A BULLET FROM A GUN
ONE WRONG MOVE & YOU'RE ALL DONE
THEY'LL FIND YOU IN CHAINS
AT THE BOTTOM OF A WELL
EVIL REIGNS ON THE ROAD TO HELL
GOT A COLD GRAY HEART FILLED WITH ASH
IT ONLY BEATS TO THE SOUND OF CASH
THE JOB OF KILLIN PAYS REAL WELL
& IT'S STEADY WORK ON THE ROAD TO HELL
CHOICES MADE RUNNIN FOR YOUR LIFE
LIVE AND DIE WITH YOUR FORTY FIVE
LEAVE YOUR SOUL WHERE YOU FELL
ONLY ONE WAY OUT ON THE ROAD TO HELL
EVIL REIGNS ON THE ROAD TO HELL
IF YA KEEP ON LIVIN LIVIN LIKE THIS
THE DEVILS GONNA GRANT YOU
WHATEVER YOU WISH
AND YOU'LL DIE ALONE WITH NO ONE TO TELL
ABOUT YOUR LIFE ON THE ROAD TO HELL
SO YOU WANNA BE LIKE, BONNIE'S MAN CLYDE
WELL TAKE A GOOD LOOK AT HOW HE DIED
A THOUSAND BULLETS BROKE HIS SPELL
AND HE BLED OUT THERE
ON THE ROAD TO HELL
DOWN DOWN DOWN DOWN YOU'LL GO
TO SATANS GATE IN A FIERY HOLE
FOR THE BLOOD YOU'VE SPILLED
AND THE PAIN YOU'VE DEALT
THERE'S A TOLL TO PAY
ON THE ROAD TO HELL
THE GALLOWS ARE WAITIN
WITH A HANGMANS NOOSE
FOR THE LAWMEN TO CHOKE
YOUR SINS OUTTA YOU
OR YOU'LL ROT AWAY IN A PRISON CELL
IF YOU DON'T GET OFF THE ROAD TO HELL
CUZ EVIL REIGNS ON THE ROAD TO HELL

Written by:
Henry Jack Williams, Jim Moose Brown, Kevin Costner

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Lyrics © Anthem Entertainment

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