Pure Clob Road Lyrics

Are you weary my friends of me comin' 'round
Draggin' my chains 'cross your floor
You once had a stained gla*s look in your eye
Well, not any more

The train moves fast as I walk this track
Carryin' sin in my sack
Same in the front as it is in the rear
He's taken our stripes on his back

Yea on down to here, yea, on down to here

I will not walk if you did not walk
I will not breathe if you did not breathe
But sin in my marrow, well this road is so narrow
I cannot breathe, my Lord this road is pure clob

Yea, on down to here, yea, on down to here

I figured that I would fall, yea well, I left it all
Sin in my marrow, yea well this road is so narrow
I cannot breathe, my Lord this road is pure clob

Yea, on down to here, yea, on down to here
Yea, on down to here, yea, on down to here

16 Horsepower - Olden

Jul 2003

1. American Wheeze
2. Coal Black Horses
3. Scrawled In Sap
4. Prison Shoe Romp
5. I See What I Saw
6. Neck On The New Blade
7. Interview - David
8. South Pennsylvania Waltz
9. My Narrow Mind
10. American Wheeze
11. Shametown
12. Train Serenade
13. Strong Man
14. Interview - Westword
15. Slow Guilt Trot
16. Low Estate
17. Pure Clob Road
18. Heel On The Shovel
19. Sac Of Religion
20. Dead Run