daddy went to heaven in a chariot of fire mama went to hell when her chevy blew a tire maggie went to limbo when a candle lit her curls i lingered here in arkansas to kill the pretty girls daddy was a preacher and he always said to me be fearful of the lord my son and what he ll to do thee the people said a twister took my daddy away but i always knew he rode upon a chariot that day mama couldn t stand the strain and every day she cried i m said to say she spent her days with a bottle by her side she drove up on the mountain till she couldn t get no higher the tire popped and the chevy dropped and we lost her in the fire i fell in love with maggie and her golden curly hair but all them fellers followed her and told her she was fair and then one night by candlelight as she went off to bed somehow that candle fell on her and now poor maggie s dead i have walked the narrow path according to god s will but these corpses that have followed me keep telling me to kill chase them all cut their throats and leave em to the crows and have no fear no one will ever know i lingered here in arkansas no moral code have i they call the town another name whenever someone dies they called the town 184 when i came here to dwell and they ll call it 56 when i m in hell