The Crooked Tree, "Pt." 2 Video (MV)

I close my eyes as we drove away
I still remember to this day
The ravens they all flew away
And circled round the steeple

Some ravens fall on the devils road
This is how the story goes
That fire wasn't an act of god that fire was the devil

They need strength they need faith
Are they forgiven only God can say
I see a steeple and i have to pray
I need religion everyday

I once rode down the Devils road
Past the crooked trees to Montreal
They all said don't go there don't go there anymore

The preacher knew of the crooked tree
His people sowed the sacred seeds
It marked a trail for the Indians
It led them to their people

A candle burned that old church down
God fearing people stood around
They blamed it on the ravens
They blamed the devil

Give them faith and give them strength
Are they forgiven only God can say
I see a steeple and I have to pray
We need religion everyday

I once rode down the Devils road
Past the crooked trees to Montreal
They all said don't go there don't go there anymore