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Hell On Wheels Lyrics by The Steeldrivers
The Steeldrivers Lyrics
She’s already running wild and she can’t even drive
She’s more like a shot of whiskey in her daddy’s eyes
They call her hell on wheels here comes hell on wheels
Daddy never could say no, momma rang her hands and cry
Hollerin’ don’t do no good when she made up her mind
They call her hell on wheels here comes hell on wheels
Every boy in seven counties tryin’ to track her down
She’s more famous for them shorts who needs an old prom gown
She’s slipping out behind the house there footin thru the weeds
She’s halfway to the honky tonk only the sheriff she that little
Hell on wheels here comes hell on wheels
She’s got the whole First Baptist Church right down their knees
It’ll take the Lord to save a cause the Devil’s got the lead
It won’t be no sweet sixteen the way these cards are stacked
Pray all you want you preacher it’s too late for that
They call her hell on wheels here comes hell on wheels
Every boy in seven counties tryin’ to track her down
She’s more famous for them shorts who needs an old prom gown
She’s slipping out behind the house there footin thru the weeds
She’s halfway to the honky tonk only the sheriff she that little
Hell on wheels here comes hell on wheels
They call her hell on wheels here comes hell on wheels
That little hell on wheels
That little hell on wheels
That little hell on wheels
[Thanks to James Sobetski for lyrics]
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