Lyrics Red Clay - Krystle Warren

How many souls
How many souls
How many souls did they leave on the ground
Face down, in the wet, red clay?
In the wet, red clay
Three to a grave
Three to a grave
Three to four men stacked in a jagged box
Four to one
In the wet, red clay
In the wet, red clay
Heavenly Father...
Heavenly Father...
Heavenly Father...
Look what they do to me
The devil in sight
The devil in sight
The devil in sight, without its sheet, took aim, shot every soul on the street
And it took to the sky, lowered bombs to defeat
The innocence of Greenwood Street
Made it fall to ground
On an evening in May
In the wet, red clay
In the wet, red clay