We ain't talkin.
lyrics
Jim
There’s a lot of bad stories going around about Jim.
Workin’ on the weekend at the fillin’ station.
If you notice, people disappear after askin’ directions.
How they end up, well. People ain’t talkin’.
The sunlight bleached his soul of sin. X4
Was a late night ride in the deep dark moonlight.
Crazy kinda’ feelin’ took a hold of him.
Don’t remember anything till it become daylight.
There’s a lot of bad stories going around about Jim.
The sunlight bleached his soul of sin. X4
There’s crazy stories about Jim. Some ain’t been heard.
It’s like somethin’ snapped inside of him, and the old Jim never returned.
Some folks say it’s the devil, come to make his claim.
They say the voodoo’s here and it’s gonna’ stay that way.
The sunlight bleached his soul of sin.
The sunlight bleached his soul of sin.

from The Darkhearts, released January 25, 2018

Kendall Davis - drums, lead vocal, kalimba, jaw harp, prepared maraca, sheet metal, chains
Chris Storms - acoustic steel guitar, electric guitar, vocal, spoken word, sheet metal
Scott Wayne - bass, vocal, chains

Recorded/mixed by The Darkhearts

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