Rode through forty nights of the gospels´ rain
Black sky pourin´ snakes frogs
And love in vain
You were down where the river grows wider
Baby let me be your soul driver

Well if something in the air feels a little unkind
Don´t worry darlin´
It´ll slip your mind
I´ll be your gypsy joker your shotgun rider
Baby let me be your soul driver

Now no one knows which way love´s wheel turns
Will we hit it rich
Or crash and burn
Does fortune wait or just the black hand of fate
This love potion´s all we´ve got
One toast before it´s too late

If the angels are unkind or the season is dark
Or if in the end
Love just falls apart
Then here´s to our destruction
Baby let me be your soul driver