Heavy weather better not be all
That waits up ahead
They're heading up from Pensacola
Along the Carolina coast come a ghost
With the most you can bet
Straight down from the sky to the ground they said
Sundown on the times
And the town's playing dead
Geometriccommacallit what you want
It's a mess
Put a throttle on your bottle
And a rattle in your cords and your boards
Towards a mile up ahead
Triggers up and troubles running
Just like they said
Sundown on the times
And the town's playing dead
Sundown all the songs and the sounds
They'll stay in your head
For just a minute in it
Time you can't afford to be late
Don't try to shoehorn a Capricorn
Karma apple core bore a hole
Through the middle of your head
Triggers up and troubles running
Just like they said
Sundown on the times and the town's playing dead
Sundown all the songs and the sounds
They'll stay in your head