Dustin Vane – Up the Will (Official Music Video) Dark Outlaw Country
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Dustin Vane – Up the Will (Official Music Video) Dark Outlaw Country
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Dark outlaw country at its blackest: a plain-spoken murder ballad where a shut-out heir crosses kin off the family will one name at a time — until greed digs the grave he climbs into.
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🎤 LYRICS:
Preacher read the will out slow,
a long, long line of kin below.
They put the old man in the ground,
the lawyer read the dotted line.
While hungry cousins gathered 'round,
and not one dollar read as mine.
I'm workin' my way up the will,
cross one name at a time,
the good things come to them that kill,
and never call it crime.
Cousin Cole, he lived to drive,
quick and cocky, sure he'd win.
I filed his brake line thin as thread,
Copper Grade, he don't come in.
Aunt Pearl, she loved her supper rich,
second helpings, third, and more.
I picked the mushrooms for her stew,
she licked the ladle, hit the floor.
I'm workin' my way up the will,
cross one name at a time,
the good things come to them that kill,
and never call it crime.
Uncle Ray, he loved his drink,
whiskey neat, a flask a day.
I sweetened his with antifreeze,
they called it heart, and looked away.
Sweet Cousin June, the golden one,
she prayed out loud to get her half.
I greased the choir-loft stair with wax,
left me the last one, and the laugh.
I'm workin' my way up the will,
cross one name at a time,
the good things come to them that kill,
and never call it crime.
A pipe let go and flooded through,
dripped down on the neighbor's floor.
They came to find the busted line,
and found a whole lot more.
Four faces crossed out on the wall,
red string tyin' one to all.
Now I count the days from a concrete cell,
no fortune, just a bunk and a bell.
So call it by its oldest name:
plain greed, and I'm the same.
Greed dug the grave, and I climbed in,
one name too many, call it sin.
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