Blue Mountain Bloody 98 Lyrics

Well I ride 400 horses trough a tunnel in the pines,
Dead dogs, patchy fog it's hard to see the lines
There's a cross at every curve to commorate.

Drivin back from Mobile on bloody 98.

I got a wife in Hattiesburg and a lover in Mobile.
God knows I'm spending half my life behind the wheel. My pontiac is a panting horse, but I'm a running late.

Drivin back from Mobile on bloody 98.

Jackknife in the highway, 18 wheels up in the air.
To late to hit my brakes, I'm already there.
So now I'm just another restless haint who lost his way.