The Old Iron Hills

Lyrics

What's the cost to pay the piper? Every note don't come for free Too busy dancing with the devil Now it's time to pay the fee Every good intention laid to waste I've lost control Out to make memories, not burn myself alive Fire breathing caught my eye I can't stop thinking about it Until it's time to cross that line Back to the days where we still say grace And a man's words all he has Way down south where they know my name Homecoming Headed back to the old iron hills To the heart of dixieland I'll heal my wounds back in Birmingham Keep staring that gift horse in the mouth He's smiling back at me For everything I take for granted There's one thing left for me Spent my life chasing my dreams Now that I've caught them Was it as good as I thought it'd be?