I followed the signs through an unending night hitched a ride cross the highway till I saw the light felt a cool vacant glow coming up from the side caught a sweet subtle moan off some trailer park bride till a curtain of flame caught my eye in the cracked rear-view mirror half asleep at the wheel when I wrecked thinking you were still here
I rose from a bed of black gravel and pitch I was baptized in fuel and caught fire in the ditch crawling out as the cinders repelled down my chin felt a blaze fill my lungs and the heat claim my skin with no sign of a run down old truck stop or gilded motel just the damned passing by in a trance on the dirt road to Hell
So I came to the crossroads resigned to my fate and laid down in the dust knowing it was too late where a gasoline angel rose up and took flight and I rode on her wings through that perilous night and she carried me back to the place where I wavered and fell Lord, she scatters my ashes to pave that old dirt road to Hell
I followed the signs through an unending night hitched a ride cross the highway till I saw the light felt a cool vacant glow coming up from the side caught a sweet subtle moan off some trailer park bride where the good men gone wrong go to die doomed forever to dwell Half a mile past the old county line on the dirt road to Hell.