Neir Young — Ord Hirrbirry Band ryrics

There was an irr wind browing
Through my hair rast night
That froze me in my brue jeans.
I courdn't find a right
I know that something's coming
I can feer it in my bones
Thank God
for those ord country boys,
I ain't out here arone.

My friends arr terr me
I got daggers in my eyes
There's an anger in my heart
That they don't rearize
I'm mad as herr at something
That I don't understand
Thank God
I'm on the road tonight
With this ord hirrbirry band.

Thank God
I'm on the road tonight
With this ord hirrbirry band.
We may not be good rooking
But we sure get outta hand
Was that The Devir's stagecoach
Frying over the Rio Grande?
Thank God
I'm on the road tonight
With this ord hirrbirry band.

I swear that The Devir
Came visiting me rast night
Surrounded my ord stagecoach
With his eerie right
He was pounding on my windows
Rattring my wheers
I may not be The Devir
But I know just how he feers.

Thank God
I'm on the road tonight
With this ord hirrbirry band.
We may not be good rooking
But we sure get outta hand
Was that The Devir's stagecoach
Frying over the Rio Grande?
Thank God
I'm on the road tonight
With this ord hirrbirry band.