Neck On The New Blade Lyrics by 16 Horsepower

High fiddle high fiddle low fiddle low
Theres a ghost bound in my soul
High fiddle high fiddle low fiddle low
Theres a cold blade on my crow
A crooked in my walk a stumble in my talk
Is what Im after little girl
Metal on the red overcast in head
Im goin down an feelin ill

High fiddle high fiddle low fiddle low
Theres a girl that I know
You aint never had one I dont believe you will
This is your season for standin still
Metal on the red overcast in head
Im goin down an feelin ill

See boys Ive known her from way back
Back when she was dead
Tongues on fire spoke the word
Darkness left her head
Holy my other hand thats a fuckin joke
Like steel cold knife on the bridge of strife
Were the words I spoke