Trouble in the Pines
There's trouble in the pines tonight, I'm only seeing red
Woke up to my sister screaming, crying in her bed
She'd been drinking' down in Etoile with some boys from LSU
When them college kids did something that a man should never do
Mama said,"Don't do it!" as I grabbed that .45
I carried in the desert, more than once it saved my life
I've never killed a white man, but I bet I will tonight
No time for forgiveness, ma, there's trouble in the pines
They was stayin' in a lake house down on Shirley Creek
Come alone to get away on their Thanksgiving week
I snuck in through the screen door, I caught 'em by surprise
Gagged 'em and i tied 'em, then we took a little ride
I threw 'em in the jon boat, and we made a little run
Up in Ayish Bayou where I had myself some fun
Shoulda heard them crying, moaning, praying for their lives
But Jesus he ain't listenin' boys there's trouble in the pines
They brought in boats, planes, and dogs. The Dallas feds came down
Never found no bodies so they figures that they drown
But they'll lay forever silent with my service .45
At the bottom of 'ol Ayish, no more trouble in the pines
They'll lay forever silent with that service .45
The bottom of that bayou, no more trouble in the pines
Woke up to my sister screaming, crying in her bed
She'd been drinking' down in Etoile with some boys from LSU
When them college kids did something that a man should never do
Mama said,"Don't do it!" as I grabbed that .45
I carried in the desert, more than once it saved my life
I've never killed a white man, but I bet I will tonight
No time for forgiveness, ma, there's trouble in the pines
They was stayin' in a lake house down on Shirley Creek
Come alone to get away on their Thanksgiving week
I snuck in through the screen door, I caught 'em by surprise
Gagged 'em and i tied 'em, then we took a little ride
I threw 'em in the jon boat, and we made a little run
Up in Ayish Bayou where I had myself some fun
Shoulda heard them crying, moaning, praying for their lives
But Jesus he ain't listenin' boys there's trouble in the pines
They brought in boats, planes, and dogs. The Dallas feds came down
Never found no bodies so they figures that they drown
But they'll lay forever silent with my service .45
At the bottom of 'ol Ayish, no more trouble in the pines
They'll lay forever silent with that service .45
The bottom of that bayou, no more trouble in the pines
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Writer(s): Garrett Bradford
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