Devil’s Road
In the swamp land of east
There’s five miles of gravel and stone
Built on the backs of notorious men
Forced to work their fingers to the bone
Breakin’ rocks for a road that went nowhere
Payin’ a debt that was owed
Crimes against
The warden used to call it Devil’s Road
Chorus:
On Devil’s Road, you could hear the hammers ringin’
The boss man whip’s a stingin’, and the blood it would
flow
On Devil’s Road, men were a cryin’
A fate worse than dyin’’ doin’ time on Devil’s Road
Some met their maker on that highway
Some called it justice bein’ done
For most it’s been long since forgotten
That old prison sits abandoned in the sun
Devil’s Road lies deserted in the bayou
A home to the gators and snakes
Few men alive to tell the story
Of how the prisoners paid for their mistakes
Chorus:
On Devil’s Road you could hear the hammers ringin’….
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