Ain't Enough Rocks (feat. Derek Trucks)
She grew up hiding bruises thinking it was love
Bourbon on his breath, poison in his blood
A wolf in Daddy's clothing, he'd sneak into her room
While that small town was sleepin', God, she wished she was too
She got a little older, but so did little sister
One night the ugly truth came out in a whisper
And that whisper was a trigger, only had to pull it once
They wrapped him in that bedroom rug and threw him in the trunk
That angry sky was thundering
As they drove him to the Cumberland
Tied some river stone to him
And let that body drop
There ain't enough rocks to drown that pain
Ain't enough water to sink that shame
It might've broke her heart, couldn't break her soul
But dead ain't dead enough
Sometimes you know, ain't enough rocks
Sheriff knocking on the front door, third day not clocking in
Girls said he went on a bender and they hadn't seen him since
Cops blamed it on his liver, so they never drug the river
Those girls don't even shiver when they're fishing off that dock
There ain't enough rocks to drown that pain
Ain't enough water to sink that shame
It might've broke her heart, couldn't break her soul
But dead ain't dead enough
Sometimes you know, ain't enough rocks
Some crimes don't deserve a jury or a penitentiary
Or the possibility of parole in a quarter century
Sometimes the only cure for a certain kind of problem
Is the right amount of limestone to keep it at the bottom
Bourbon on his breath, poison in his blood
A wolf in Daddy's clothing, he'd sneak into her room
While that small town was sleepin', God, she wished she was too
She got a little older, but so did little sister
One night the ugly truth came out in a whisper
And that whisper was a trigger, only had to pull it once
They wrapped him in that bedroom rug and threw him in the trunk
That angry sky was thundering
As they drove him to the Cumberland
Tied some river stone to him
And let that body drop
There ain't enough rocks to drown that pain
Ain't enough water to sink that shame
It might've broke her heart, couldn't break her soul
But dead ain't dead enough
Sometimes you know, ain't enough rocks
Sheriff knocking on the front door, third day not clocking in
Girls said he went on a bender and they hadn't seen him since
Cops blamed it on his liver, so they never drug the river
Those girls don't even shiver when they're fishing off that dock
There ain't enough rocks to drown that pain
Ain't enough water to sink that shame
It might've broke her heart, couldn't break her soul
But dead ain't dead enough
Sometimes you know, ain't enough rocks
Some crimes don't deserve a jury or a penitentiary
Or the possibility of parole in a quarter century
Sometimes the only cure for a certain kind of problem
Is the right amount of limestone to keep it at the bottom
Credits
Writer(s): Brandy Lynn Clark, Jessie Jo Dillon, Jimmy Robbins
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