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Dark Americana Outlaw Country Music | Stolen Shadows - Dark Country Boy
Moonlight glints on the rusted chrome
Coffin bed feels far from home
Whistle moan, a lonesome sound
Crossing the line, can't turn around
Gas station lights like fireflies
A shadowed man with quiet eyes
Paid in cash, no words were said
Ghost ride shotgun, roads ahead
Stolen shadows, stolen time
Rolling past the county line
A hearse of secrets, heavy and slow
Where it's headed, I don't know
Gravel kicks up, the headlights fade
Memories burn like a razor blade
Every mile the weight sinks in
The kind of trouble that won't rescind
Smoke rolls thin from the wheel well
Whispered sins, no soul to tell
A prayer for luck, a glance behind
Leaving nothing, not a sign
Stolen shadows, stolen time
Rolling past the county line
A hearse of secrets, heavy and slow
Where it's headed, I don't know