Blackberry Smoke, Clay Cook, Matt Mangano, Zac Brown - Crimson Moon lyrics

Homecoming queen, about to turn 18
Just a couple of months younger than
That wanna be James Dean
She can't wait, just say when
She ain't gonna leave a note
She ain't gonna tell a friend
He smelled the rain on the black top
She heard a banshee in the wind

Hey, hey hey darling please
Let's put these hard times in the breeze
Let's go find a little breathing room
Bathed in the light of a crimson moon
He was named after the hurricane
Blew through in '79 and he
Did just 'bout the same
Ain't no point, no way of living it down
Standing at the crossroads
At the sideways one light town
Screen door closed is the only sound she made
She climbs on and wraps her
Hands around his waist

Hey, hey hey darling please
Let's put these hard times in the breeze
Let's go find a little breathing room
Bathed in the light of a crimson moon

Nothing worse, than the hell left behind
Just two lost souls they go
Running off into the night
They felt the fire of running on two wheels
If they don't stop tonight Lord
Knows they never will

Hey, hey hey darling please
Let's put these hard times in the breeze
Let's go find a little breathing room
Bathed in the light of a crimson moon