Southern Reaper-Ramblin' Roze

There's a story that I'd like to tell About a man who’s under a spell Killed someone to keep his life The game of murder till the end of time Born on the bayou，raised by the mountains With the hand of evil，release the beast out of its mind He is a Killer, The Southern Reaper Underneath the pale white moonlight Everything felt so unreal Footprints in muddy water When day turned to night, The flame sprawl the land of all He’s behind your back, calling out your name Death is coming; You'd better run for you life He is a Killer, The Southern Reaper I saw the black smoke in the sky The darkness chase the sun again He is a Killer, The Southern Reaper