Down the Bayou I start to get away,
The devil has turned his wrath on me today.
The black dawn rises for me today,
He spent two dollars to have me blown away.
I jump right in,
Let this tango begin.
How far to go,
To the Gulf of Mexico.
By Midnight it seems,
I got away clean.
That black dawn rises
When I start again
Black Dawn Rising...
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