Red River

Josie never had much
Just a knack for having kids
Had herself a simple man
And a farm that they could tend
To make ends meet
They'd run a little shine
Right down that red river
To the north Kentucky Pines

You better run
Red River, Run
You Better Run
Red River, Run

The Preacher of the town
Had no room for sin
Turned the law to his door
And sent him up for ten
Why dear lord
Would the Preacher be the one
Things get a little complicated
Between a father and son

You better run
Red River, Run
You Better Run
Red River, Run

Red dirt girls
Never stand a chance
They Came for the kids
The plow and the land
When they found her
Laughing no longer Josephine
Right in front of the Preachers
House with a can of gasoline

You better run
Red River, Run
You better Run
Red River, Run

Let the Record Show
I barely knew the man
The courtroom was quiet
As the neighbor took the stand
Not saying she's right
That's for the Lord to find, but
If it would of been me would of lit it up
Like the 4th of July

You better run
Run, Red River, Run
You Better Run
Red River, Run
Things we do in secret
My hands up on the gun
Red River Run