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Brock Zeman
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Moccasin Road
That night echoes in my head like a gun shot Three sheets to the wind in Monroe's truck We were throwing our bottles out the windows And flying down Moccasin Road
Hey, hey, hey Oh no
I'll never know just what we hit I went through the glass and into the ditch Besides Springsteen singing on the radio All was quiet on Moccasin Road
I don't know what we were thinking Lord, the way that we were drinking I guess there's only one thing for sure I left more than my leg and some blood Down on Moccasin Road
Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com I heard someone yell: This one's still alive But I couldn't see for the blood in my eyes But I still remember feeling my soul Dancing above me on Moccasin Road
Hey, hey, hey Oh no
I must've passed out some time around then The ambulance came and they loaded me in But it was the Reaper who came to fetch Monroe He took him off on a black horse down Moccasin Road
Now Monroe is lying underground And me, I'm still limping around My thoughts might wander but I'll no more Ever step foot on Moccasin Road
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