Chilean Fire Barrel lyrics
by Peter Tosh
Smell of sulfur, cloven hoof
Birds were gathering on the roof
Faint voices, scratching sounds
If this keeps up, I may never come down
By the time I snapped out of it, there was nothing left
By the time I snapped out of it, there was nothing left
By the time I snapped out of it, you were long gone
By the time I snapped out of it, you were long gone
Spinning numbers, shepherd songs
Birds singing all the time, all wrong
Aunt Margaret, Cotton-Eyed Joe
They swear they're my friends, but I don't think so
By the time I snapped out of it, there was nothing left
By the time I snapped out of it, there was nothing left
By the time I snapped out of it, you were long gone
By the time I snapped out of it, you were long gone