The Haunting of New Columbia Highway

[Part I: The Summoning]
When the tenth month dies and the harvest moon hangs bloated in the sky
There's a whisper on the backroads that the old folks say ain't died
A certain kind of energy, a thrummin' in the ground
From every church and every crypt in every little town
It's a callin' to the restless, to the lost and to the damned
To leave their lonely haunts and join the wild and wicked band.
And there's only one place they all go, when that fever starts to burn...
For their one night of salvation, their one night of no return.

[Part II: The Jamboree]
Yeah, we're holdin' A Tennessee Exorcism!
A symphony of madness, a beautiful collision!
Of the livin' and the dead upon that worn-out wooden floor!
Tonight at Mommas Country, we're settlin' an ancient score!
So show us all your demons, let your inner monster fly!
Underneath a bloody Tennessee sky!

[Verse 2]
The doors fly open wide, the kitchen's breathin' smoke and fire
The bar is pourin' potions to feed your dark desire
The beer is flowin' colder, and the whiskey's flowin' hot
And the band is playin' murder ballads that the world has long forgot
Every shadow's dancin', every corner holds a fright
It's a beautiful damn chaos, and it's all my own tonight!

[Chorus]
Yeah, we're holdin' A Tennessee Exorcism!
A symphony of madness, a beautiful collision!
Of the livin' and the dead upon that worn-out wooden floor!
Tonight at Mommas Country, we're settlin' an ancient score!
So show us all your demons, let your inner monster fly!
Underneath a bloody Tennessee sky!

[Part III: The Roll Call]
Now, the Bell Witch is at the bar, puttin' poison in the punch!
The ghosts of Chickamauga are all gathered in a bunch!
There's a pack of rabid werewolves just beggin' for a fight!
And the Devil's in the corner, gettin' his old bow tuned up right!
He says, "I'm lookin' for a soul to steal before this night is through..."
I said, "Son, get in line, 'cause we got work to do."
It's time for the contest!

[Part IV: The Devil's Duel]

[Chorus]
WE'RE HOLDIN' A TENNESSEE EXORCISM!
A SYMPHONY OF MADNESS, A BEAUTIFUL COLLISION!
OF THE LIVIN' AND THE DEAD UPON THAT WORN-OUT WOODEN FLOOR!
TONIGHT AT MOMMAS COUNTRY, WE'RE SETTLIN' THE FINAL SCORE!
SO SHOW US ALL YOUR DEMONS, LET YOUR INNER MONSTER FLY!
UNDERNEATH A BLOODY TENNESSEE SKY!

[Outro]