In the pines, babe
In the pines
Foretold white lies
Black water, shaky hands
Meet me in the hallow river
Kiss like an Indian giver
Black lungs
Take medicine men
Smoke signals
I can see it
Don’t lose your American spirit
Second-handing every air
This is where we had a smoke
With the savage hearts we broke
We live where the sun never shines
In the pines, babe
No one will find us there
In the pines
In the pines
In the pines
In the pines
In the pines
In the pines
No one will find us
