Barton Hollow
Artist: The Civil Wars
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Barton Hollow Lyrics

Ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh
I'm a dead man walking here
That's the least of all my fears
Ooh, underneath the water
It's not Alabama clay
Gives my trembling hands away
Ooh, please forgive me, father
Ain't going back to Barton Hollow
Devil gonna follow me 'ever I go
Won't do me no good, washing in the river
Can't no preacher man save my soul
Did that full moon force my hand?
Or that unmarked hundred grand?
Ooh, underneath the water
Ooh, please forgive me, father
Miles and miles in my bare feet
Still can't lay me down to sleep
If I die before I wake
I know the Lord, my soul won't take
Ooh, ooh
I'm a dead man walking
I'm a dead man walking
You keep walking, running, running for miles
Keep walking, running, running for miles
Keep walking, running, running for miles
Ain't going back to Barton Hollow
Devil gonna follow me 'ever I go
Won't do me no good, washing in the river
Can't no preacher man save my soul
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Vampire Diaries Quotes

You want a love that consumes you. You want passion and adventure, and even a little danger... I want you to get everything you're looking for. But for right now, I want you to forget that this happened. Can't have people knowing I'm in town yet. Goodnight, Elena.

Damon

Dear Elena, yes you heard that correctly. Hell has frozen over. I'm writing it all down. Granted, I'm half a bottle in thanks to my 1950 Chateau Cheval Blanc, a bottle I waited 65 years to open. I used to spend nights sitting in my wine cellar convincing myself I could hear it age, tannins growing, fermenting, but appreciating its beauty didn't make time go by any faster. The bottle just laid there on its shelf, torturing me while I waited for Katherine and time stood still. Eventually I convinced myself that no sip of that wine could ever taste as good as I dreamt it would. And that is the story of why I drink bourbon. I don't know who I am without you, but I know that as long as I'm with you, time will stand still. So who is Damon Salvatore without Elena Gilbert? A selfish friend, a jealous brother, a horrible son? Or maybe with a little luck, I'll do right by you. Because you may be a thousand miles away or a hundred years away, but you're still here with me and my heart is right there in that coffin with you. Until you come back to me.

Damon