| Song | Danger and Dread |
| Artist | Brown Bird |
| Album | The Devil Dancing |
| Come on baby let me take your troubles away | |
| Some mean old mama’s got your head all in a horrible way | |
| Still for all your cryin’ and all your pain | |
| You’re just the sweetest little woman that I’ve seen in my day | |
| So come on pretty mama let me take your troubles away | |
| I’ve heard you wake up cryin’ from the evils lyin’ under our bed | |
| You say there’s no use tryin’ to protect you from the danger and dread | |
| Though this world is made of fearsome beasts that bark and bite | |
| We were born to put these creatures through one hell of a fight | |
| May we feast upon the flesh of any fever that befalls you tonight | |
| Soon her sides will split wide open | |
| We shall feast when darkness falls | |
| Sing until our jaws are broken | |
| Heed the blackened water’s call | |
| Lay down your burdens don’t you let them drag you into the ground | |
| I know you’re hurtin’ but there’s plenty of your pain to go ‘round | |
| Lord knows that everybody’s got a cross to bear | |
| And I see no use in tryin’ to contrast and compare | |
| There’s always someone being slaughtered by a bigger stack of splinters somewhere | |
| If a day should break in anger | |
| Patience weak and temper strong | |
| Put our able hands to labor | |
| We will work through what went wrong |
| Come on baby let me take your troubles away | |
| Some mean old mama' s got your head all in a horrible way | |
| Still for all your cryin' and all your pain | |
| You' re just the sweetest little woman that I' ve seen in my day | |
| So come on pretty mama let me take your troubles away | |
| I' ve heard you wake up cryin' from the evils lyin' under our bed | |
| You say there' s no use tryin' to protect you from the danger and dread | |
| Though this world is made of fearsome beasts that bark and bite | |
| We were born to put these creatures through one hell of a fight | |
| May we feast upon the flesh of any fever that befalls you tonight | |
| Soon her sides will split wide open | |
| We shall feast when darkness falls | |
| Sing until our jaws are broken | |
| Heed the blackened water' s call | |
| Lay down your burdens don' t you let them drag you into the ground | |
| I know you' re hurtin' but there' s plenty of your pain to go ' round | |
| Lord knows that everybody' s got a cross to bear | |
| And I see no use in tryin' to contrast and compare | |
| There' s always someone being slaughtered by a bigger stack of splinters somewhere | |
| If a day should break in anger | |
| Patience weak and temper strong | |
| Put our able hands to labor | |
| We will work through what went wrong |