Musicians & Contributors "Dood" Fraley - Master of Ceremonies Sturgill Simpson - vocals/acoustic guitar/backing vocals Laur Joamets - electric & slide guitar Kevin Black - bass guitar Miles Miller - drums/percussion/ backing vocals Mike Webb - keyboards/mellotron Dave Cobb - classical guitar/percussion
D There's a voice that I can hear sometimes out here on the mountain
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D When it's dark and the sky is pouring acid like a fountain D And the memories like coal dust stain the window of my eyes
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D So ask them no more questions, they can't sell you no more lies
I hear voices all around me in society's depression Over and over they all recite their first impression And the rivers are all crying but the ocean cannot speak Until her waters crash into uncharted shores so dark and bleak
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G How I wish somebody'd make these voices go away
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A Seems they're always talking but they ain't got much to say
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D Well a picture's worth a 1000 words but a word ain't worth a dime
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D And we all know they'll go on talking til the end of time
Don't call it a sign of the times when it's always been this way Forked tongues and voices behiund curtains with no names Well, they plot their wicked schemes setting fate for all mankind With evil that can fill God's pretty skies with clouds that burn and blind