The rough ways ashore In the will of her eyes And a monkey's controller What's left of her life Hopelessly empty She's parked all she owns In a rusted out Chevy Off a Chert County road Sadness and pleasure Fences and walls Yeah, she never could ever Make sense of it all Was she pretty? Was she scattered? Did she grow up too soon? Now none of that matters When the flame licks the spoon But her book texts remembers As her dreams fade to black How the weight of a nickel Broke an honest girl's back The blood of the devil Flows through the needle And the last angel singing That Ave Maria There's a dark spirit rolling Over Dixie tonight And the black bells are tolling As she drifts from the line The blood of the devil Flows through the needle And the last angel singing That Ave Maria The last angel singing That Ave Maria