Storms are on the hill, always think of Jacob
Always seemed to say the wrong thing at the right time
But now he's long gone and so are my chances
Of hearing any good news coming through this time
Mary was a sweetheart, Mary got married
To an Illinois farmer whose name was Paul
They never had much, but they always had something
Something's always better than nothing at all
Black wolf is running out through the trees
Red eyes on fire, hungry and hard
Lord, won't you save us from the evil in the world
Keep that old black wolf out of my yard
Lived on a dirt road, never got longer
Now the one I'm on is paved and never ends
When I meet a stranger, there's nothing stranger
Feeling that I'm meeting them all over again
Storm's getting closer, man outside of town
Says he's from the book of prophecy and life
And the people run to him cause they need something holy
But faith and prayers only bait his appetite
Black wolf's got a taste for your blood now
Red eyes on fire, hungry and hard
Lord, won't you save us from the evil in the world
Keep that old black wolf out of my yard
Lord, won't you save us from the evil in the world
