Axe Handle
Performed by Hey Annie
Drove north 'til we ran out of road
Turned my phone off, no bars to roam
Drove my New Car clean out of gas
Not gettin' nowhere, at least nowhere fast
I rowed my boat out on that ink black pond
I wonder if I'll ever see out beyond
The fog that fills the morning
and takes its toll
The Axe Handle broke my soul
Pour me a cold one, I'm on my way
Been drinking Bloodies at Gilligan's all day
The silence is deafening,
and the sky won't clear
I'm stuck on Little Pine,
and I miss you my Dear
The fires burning down,
but the night won't end
There's no place I'd rather be,
but here with friends
The Eagle's watching me,
and he knows I'm saved
I'll carry this boat trip to my grave
and fade

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