Take a Picture, Lose Your Soul

Steel wheels on the road
Hold me down, and let me go
Turn your lanterns way down low
Wood and steel, hack and bow (???)
I could take the simple life
Work the land, love my wife
Bishop knows he owns the day
Nighttime is my walkaway
But don’t take a picture, you might just lose your soul
Devil’s in the music there
Underneath the buggy chair
Late at night under the stars
Sow you roads, drive your cars
But don’t take a picture, you might just lose your soul
Smoke is in the morning air
Fire burns a little hotter there
Mother’s baking apple pie
Mother, Mother tell my why
Something shiny’s in the flame
Mother, pardon, Jesus name
It’s all that’s left of my guitar
All the tuners burnt and scarred
But don’t take a picture, you might just lose your soul
Home it was a canopy (???)
Made my choice, now let me be
You will shun me, it is said
But don’t take a picture, you might just lose your soul