Catfish Bones

Dirty water, muddy clothes Pale moon and bullfrog croak Choking on the catfish bones Lawmen coming on In God's left hand Is a .45 revolver And a promise to absolve ya From your sins Floating down that river today I can't see things going my way Because I sold my soul for some silver and gold I don't where I'm going next But I know That it ain't heaven anymore Rotten toes and rancid meat Gunshot wounds and searing heat Bleedin' on the bullrush reeds I can feel them draggin' me To the center of the world Where a burnin' lake of fire Which we sinners on the pyre We call home Floating down that river today I can't see things going my way Because I sold my soul for some silver and gold I don't where I'm going next But I know That it ain't heaven no