Sabbath Town
Where the south ends and north begins
I found first love and tasted sin
It's in my blood, this is holy ground
Like a funeral procession we
Crawled through these hallowed streets
Butchering poetry with sailors tongues
Raised hell to warm idol hands
Asked the devil for another dance
In the pale moonlight
Old haunts teem with the ghosts
Of every single drowned sorrow
Woah oh woah oh oh
Home sweet home
Where the east dies and west is born
Bury my bones gather and mourn
I want to lay with her forever
Where the south ends and north begins
I found first loves and tasted sin
It's in my blood, this is holy ground
Like a funeral procession we
Crawled through these hallowed streets
Butchering poetry with sailors tongues
Raised hell to warm idol hands
Asked the devil for another dance
In the pale moonlight
Old haunts teem with the ghosts
Of every single drowned sorrow
Woah oh woah oh oh
Home sweet home
It's in my blood this is holy ground
I owe my life to sabbath town
This place knows all our dirty secrets
All our dirty secrets
This place won't ever let me forget
Never let me forget
This place knows all our dirty secrets
All our dirty secrets
But won't ever tell a soul
Where the south ends and north begins
We found first love and tasted sin
It's in our blood, this is holy ground
I found first love and tasted sin
It's in my blood, this is holy ground
Like a funeral procession we
Crawled through these hallowed streets
Butchering poetry with sailors tongues
Raised hell to warm idol hands
Asked the devil for another dance
In the pale moonlight
Old haunts teem with the ghosts
Of every single drowned sorrow
Woah oh woah oh oh
Home sweet home
Where the east dies and west is born
Bury my bones gather and mourn
I want to lay with her forever
Where the south ends and north begins
I found first loves and tasted sin
It's in my blood, this is holy ground
Like a funeral procession we
Crawled through these hallowed streets
Butchering poetry with sailors tongues
Raised hell to warm idol hands
Asked the devil for another dance
In the pale moonlight
Old haunts teem with the ghosts
Of every single drowned sorrow
Woah oh woah oh oh
Home sweet home
It's in my blood this is holy ground
I owe my life to sabbath town
This place knows all our dirty secrets
All our dirty secrets
This place won't ever let me forget
Never let me forget
This place knows all our dirty secrets
All our dirty secrets
But won't ever tell a soul
Where the south ends and north begins
We found first love and tasted sin
It's in our blood, this is holy ground
Credits
Writer(s): Alex Didlock, Ben Swash, Jay Oliver, Mikey White
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