Dry Creek Inn – MilkDrive

It was the first snow of winter
And i knew where she would go
So I followed her walkin’ down the road from home

I caught her with her new man
But you can bet
She’ll never go again
to the dry creek inn

I caught her and I taught her
I taught her what was right
I taught her with a sharp end of a knife

It’s been ten long years
And I haven’t been back yet
And if it hadn’t been for Sarah, they’d of caught me

She took me in and hid me
She cooked for me and did me
But you know I did it again, just like the Dry Creek Inn