He lit the Hand of Glory Done took it all Trip to the Conjure Man And your mind is gone Ridin' high on the low road Into the fugue state Drivin' blind down the righteous path As Ciphre laughs at your bloody trail Whoa, yeah, you're goin' down The Lost Highway Whoa, yeah, there's gonna be Hell to pay Hell on wheels You're on a snipe hunt Foot to the floor The devil's ridin' shotgun Seein' killers on the road But missing all the signs While up ahead the hangman waits for you At the end of the line Whoa, yeah, you're goin' down The Lost Highway Whoa, yeah, there's gonna be Hell to pay