Ghost Lee Waters - Murder Blues

Blood on my hands, Midnight on my mind. Yeah, blood on my hands, Midnight on my mind. Ain’t no runnin’ from trouble, Ain’t no mercy to find. I heard the gun crack, Echo in the rain. Lord, I heard the gun crack, Echo in the rain. Now the shadows keep followin’, Whisperin’ my name. Got them murder blues, Hangin’ heavy on my soul. Yeah, them murder blues, Diggin’ me a deeper hole. Ain’t no judge gonna save me, Ain’t no preacher to console. Gravel on the highway, Moon cuttin’ low. Gravel on the highway, Moon cuttin’ low. Every mile I travel, Is a mile I owe. I buried the body, But the grave won’t keep. Yeah, I buried the body, But the grave won’t keep. Now the dirt start moanin’, And it haunts my sleep. Got them murder blues, Hangin’ heavy on my soul. Yeah, the devil don’t want me, And the night won’t let me go. I’m chained to the silence, With them murder blues I know. Yeah, I’m dyin’ slowly… Haunted with them murder blues.