Shakin' My Cage
BLACK STONE CHERRY · Kentucky 2016 · Track 03 of 12
Written by Ben Wells, Chris Robertson, John Fred Young, Jon Lawhon
She's some kind of angel, or so they say She'll take a rich man and make him a slave Born on the bayou, raised by the sand She's my Medusa, I'm stone where I stand I'm stone where I stand
Shakin' my cage, black dog howlin' She likes it rolling in the moonlight, got the wolf growlin' She charms the snakes, she's hypnotizing She's got me running from the daylight, bad moon rising Shakin' my cage
Maybe she's evil but I'm not afraid I talked to the devil, it's my chance to take She's my kind of magic, a warm smoking gun I found my Medusa, she burn out the sun She burn out the sun!
Shakin' my cage, black dog howlin' She likes it rolling in the moonlight, got the wolf growlin' She charms the snakes, she's hypnotizing She's got me running from the daylight, bad moon rising
I found my Medusa, she burn out the sun
Shakin' my cage, black dog howlin' She likes it rolling in the moonlight, got the wolf growlin' She charms the snakes, she's hypnotizing She's got me running from the daylight, bad moon rising Shakin' my cage!