Robin Loxley & Jay Hawke - Crop Won't Ever Come

Now the day that the Lord rained down
The sky screamed with rage through the clouds
You gonna pay for the hand that you done
And that crop won't ever come

You laughed in the face of the Lord
You joked in the presence of God
Now the rains gonna burn like the sun
And that crop won't ever come

The devil's rising on you, on you
The devil's rising on you, on you
And that crop won't ever come

You howl like a wolf in the night
You prowl where you once saw the light
You can pray for the rain for the sun
But that crop won't ever come

The devil's rising on you, on you
The devil's rising on you, on you
And that crop won't ever come

That crop won't ever come
That crop won't ever come
That crop won't ever come (That crop won't ever come)
That crop won't ever come (That crop won't ever come)
That crop won't ever come (That crop won't ever come)
That crop won't ever come

The devil's rising on you, on you
The devil's rising on you, on you
(That crop won't ever come)

The devil's rising (That crop won't ever come)
(That crop won't ever come) On you
(That crop won't ever come) On you
(That crop won't ever come)
The devil's rising (That crop won't ever come)
(That crop won't ever come) On you
(That crop won't ever come) On you
And that crop won't ever come