High on a ridge I stand
Light it with my own hand
A three-day journey out
It's gonna burn the whole way down
Across the countryside
It's gonna be the whole nine
I think it's burnin' out
I think it's burnin' out
Aay-aay
I'm at the gates of Hell
Aay-aay
I'm at the gates of Hell
The crows fly overhead
And there's no turning back
My momma says
"Slow down
You're burnin' up the whole damn town"
The devils say
"Turn back
It's burnin' up the whole damn town"
The devils say
"Turn back
It's burnin' up the whole damn town"
Aah-aay-aay-yea
I'm at the gates of Hell
Ahh-aay-aay-yea
I'm at the gates of Hell