Story Behind the Song
Lyrics
Someone crossed the line tonight
Something didn't work out right
We never know the details Frankie and me
We get a call around ten o'clock
Boss says to open shop
He's gotta little mess he wants us to clean
Sometimes it's just a shake
Sometimes it's a bone we break
And sometimes it's something a little bit more
But the Boss-man makes the order
Frankie does the dealin'
And me, I just drive the car
Crater Lake this time of year
Looks pretty, or so I hear
But it's the dead of night
and the world's asleep
We'll meet a man I've never seen before
Who’s been out here diggin' a hole
Four foot long and two foot deep
A million starts in a pitch black sky
Each one of them a winkin' eye
Saying ‘I can keep a secret’ from afar
But the Boss-man makes the order
Frankie does the dealin'
And me, I just drive the car
I never feel pity, I never feel ashamed
I can't afford reason or remorse
It's just a job I do dispensing pain
But it's nothing personal, of course
Spent some time in County, I pulled a year in State
But a one year sentence ain't no great long time
You know, they tried to help me rehabilitate
I said "thanks a lot, but I'm doing fine"
So here I am on the road tonight
With black magic in the pale moonlight
Gonna make somebody disappear
Me 'n Frank know what to do
Should only take an hour or two
And then we'll go and get ourselves a beer
Yeah someone crossed the line tonight
Something didn't work out right
Of that much, at least, I'm pretty sure
But the Boss-man makes the order
Frankie does the dealin'
And me, I just drive the car
© T. Earl Adams
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