[Intro – Banjo & Fiddle] Down a backroad in Mississippi, where the pine trees grow tall, there's a hollow in the shadows where the dead still call. [Verse 1] Nineteen twenty-two, February rain, washed the red dirt like a runaway train, road crew found a secret underneath the pine, a woman with no name and a mystery to find. A little ring of keys became the first clue, pointing investigators toward the truth they never knew. The questions kept coming as the rain came down, who put her in the hollow outside that town? [Pre-Chorus] Every road leaves a shadow, every secret leaves a stain, and the truth has a way of coming riding in with the rain. [Chorus – Big] Oh, Dark Hollow, hear that fiddle cry, Mississippi moon hanging in the sky, you can bury the truth underneath that ground, but sooner or later it's gonna come back around. Oh, Dark Hollow, where the black pines grow, there's a story down there that the old folks know, you can run from the law, you can run from your past, but you can't outrun the truth forever. [Verse 2] Ada's name came slowly from the shadows of the past, and every new discovery made the mystery last. The hollow held its silence through the winter cold, while Mississippi whispered what the evidence told. [Bridge – Drop] They say the years can bury memories, and rain can wash away the road, but some stories live forever in the places where they're told. [Final Chorus – Full Band] Oh, Dark Hollow, hear that fiddle cry, Mississippi moon hanging in the sky, you can bury the truth underneath that ground, but sooner or later it's gonna come back around. Oh, Dark Hollow, where the black pines grow, some stories never stay buried below, you can run from the law, you can run from your past, but you can't outrun the truth forever. [Outro – Fiddle] Dark Hollow... Mississippi remembers
