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If you drive for eighty miles southwest of highway 44 To those Ozark woods where outside folks don't stay There's a cliff called Buzzard's Bluff where we would lie on high ground and watch the birds below circle around their prey And we would pray We would pray There ain't nobody's gonna run in here and save me Heaven knows I can't save myself I've got no more tears and I've got nothing left for taking You know the dead don't ever call for help It was eighteen miles to town, another mile to Congress Hill We spent our childhood locked inside a double-wide No neighbor ever knocked and no one looked us in the eye It's no one's business what goes on inside Goes on inside There ain't nobody's gonna run in here and save me Heaven knows I can't save myself I've got no more tears and I've got nothing left for taking You know the dead don't ever call for help I used to pray to be a bird and fly away Not one time or two, but every single day Everyone may look the other way But I know what happened SongtexteGod knows what happened There ain't nobody's gonna run in here and save me Heaven knows I can't save myself I've got no more tears and I've got nothing left for taking You know the dead don't ever call for help Aus Songtexte Mania