Dark storm brewing over my head
Ghost wind blowing in my ear
Black snake crawling over my foot
Stuck in this Deep North Town
Wild vines growing up the fence
Feral pigs roaming right through the street
Bullet hole shot through the main road sign
Stuck in this Deep North Town
Deep North Town I love my woman but I hate my job
And I always had a dream of riding that train south bound
Leaving this Deep North Town
Creeks filling up to the size of a river
Rivers breaking banks to the size of a lake
Lake flowing over the old wood bridge
Stuck in this Deep North Town
Deep North Town I love my woman but I hate my job
And I always had a dream of riding that train south bound
Leaving this Deep North Town
Sounds like the old dogs howling at the moon
Smell of the fruit getting ripe on the tree
Taste of the train smoke chugging down the tracks
Leaving this Deep North Town
Leaving this Deep North Town
Leaving this Deep North Town