Ghost Lee Waters - There’s A Hex On Me Blues

I woke to bones in a circle, laid out neat in the dirt. Yeah, I woke to bones in a circle, laid out neat in the dirt. Something old been speakin’ my name, and it don’t mean me no hurt. Got grave dust on my tongue, and oil on my hands. Got grave dust on my tongue, and oil on my hands. Been writin’ sigils in the ash, by command I don’t understand. There’s a hex on me, ain’t no charm gonna break. Yeah, there’s a hex on me, ain’t no light I can fake. It’s carved in the marrow, it’s the mark I can’t shake. Crossroads whispered three times, moon red as a wound. Crossroads whispered three times, moon red as a wound. I seen the spirits gatherin’, singin’ a graveyard tune. Black salt on the windowsill, sage smoke in my chest. Wormwood and whiskey, for the restless and the blessed. Seven knots in the twine, seven prayers in reverse, you don’t lift this kind of spell, you learn to make it worse. There’s a hex on me, written deep in the bone. Yeah, there’s a hex on me, I don’t walk this world alone. Hands of the dead keep pullin’, tryin’ to drag me home. Now the candles all weep, and the mirror don’t lie. Yeah, the candles all weep, and the mirror don’t lie. Whatever she summoned that night, still breathin’ through my eyes.