They call him Dalton, and he's here now. A sent son from everywhere and nowhere all the same. A good boy gone bad. A preacher's son on a first-name basis with the Devil.
The Prince of the South has chosen a home, in his wake are a band of outlaws and a brace of tunes he wrote with his own blood- ballads of beauty and pain. You don't have to rise, but if you stay sittin', then sit crooked and talk straight, sweetheart.
This is the Bad Boy Gospel: Live from Chattanooga, and it's time to party!