10 Sticks of Fire

[Verse] I was workin' down the mines one late Friday night, Clearing out the tunnels 'neath the pale lantern light, Came across a box, buried deep in the slate, Labeled "10 sticks of dynamite," sealed by fate. [Verse 2] Well, I took those sticks and thought of the past, How things done changed, how nothin’ seems to last, Back in a small town, where we'd raise a little hell, But these days, all the streets are cold as a jail cell. [Chorus] 10 sticks of dynamite won’t bring the old days back, But it sure lights up the night, takes away the dark, Blow away the pain, can’t take a thing more, 10 sticks of dynamite, it’s all they’re askin’ for. [Verse 3] Well, I took 'em home and stared at 'em awhile, Thought ‘bout how things tarnished like old metal tile, Should I light one up and watch the past explode, Or bury ‘em deep where no one else would know. [Verse 4] Mama used to say, boy, don’t play with fire, Dynamite’s a widow-maker, it’s a liar, But these days, I feel the flame's the only truth, In a mine of broken hearts, gotta blow the roof. [Chorus] 10 sticks of dynamite won’t bring the old days back, But it sure lights up the night, takes away the dark, Blow away the pain, can’t take a thing more, 10 sticks of dynamite, it’s all they’re askin’ for.