Colin Keenan is a graduate of Berklee School of Music. He lives in Los Angeles where he writes and records music for his cats. His mom is his biggest fan.
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Bottomland
Writer: Colin Keenan
The sun will never shine here – boy you’re gonna die here
Welcome to the bottomland
Daddy did a lot of time – Mama died while she was praying
Said to get on out fast as you can
Welcome to the bottomland – Welcome to the bottomland
Welcome to the bottomland - Welcome to the bottom
Night it falls so quickly here – into shades of blackened water
Evening just a haze of rusty red
Your head shot full of moonshine – A visit from the Devil’s daughter
Lookin’ like a ghost but she’s not dead
Welcome to the bottomland – Welcome to the bottomland
Welcome to the bottomland - Welcome
And there’s nothin’ that will grow here – can’t even plant a grave
And God won’t look on down here – cause there’s no one here to save
Here to save
And you can hear the dead men cry – can’t pry a living from a dying river
Lady Luck don’t have you in her plans
And if you had the whole wide world – don’t you ever think what you would give her
To let you leave the bottomland
Welcome to the bottomland – Welcome to the bottomland
Welcome to the bottomland - Welcome to the bottom