Lyrics:
Prolog: We welcome the wandering years, We follow the road of destinies And ten thousand men ride by my side, Leaving their homes and pasts behind
It's taking me by surprise
Nice to see there's a life after death
When we're strangers
Strangers again
I hear you call me by my nickname
Like it's still
ghosts
Poking holes in all my table cloths
Wait
I can't get shit wrong
I'm makin any shit sound hard in a song
Pardon the strong
The pain come with
And the sphinx in silence listened to
The magician tell of
Lives that he had led
Let the bells of freedom ring
Songs of love to Friday's king
Let's all
Era epa era by the end of this song
Era epa era by the end of this song
Epa era era by the end of this song
I'm twisted in a corpse filled with
Subconscious in rejection
Devoid of all affection
A haunted house, a playground for the unkind
An invisible, inhospitable host
Baby I'm taken over by ghosts
you)
(Thank you)
(This is a song that, ah, Sandy along with ah, my mom)
(And my daughters, my sister, all the, uh, friends I've ever had in my life)
and the child's insane
Child's insane
Oh omniscient
Let's hear the life of your song of death
Maleficient
Let's hear the death of your song of life
oh omniscient
Greeted by family
Painting dissolution and a life of an insect
The past it will not let me go
I'm lost within my own soul
A ghost within times of old
knows who feels it every moment every day
Don't you cry little one, wipe your tears, sing my song
Though we're in a strange land with evil ones
Help
13 crows in a dead oak tree
Credits: All songs written by Ian S. McCaskie/John Jack Jr
c 2023 Dusty Boy Music/BMI ALL RIGHTS RESERVED
Small fry, struttin by the pool room
Small fry, should be in the school room
My, my put down that cigarette
You ain't grown up high and mighty yet
In Christ alone my hope is found
He is my light, my strength, my song
This cornerstone, this solid ground
Firm through the fiercest drought
when I faced my life or death I could not choose
I just needed someone there to mention all my wrongs
Yet I'm still alone
Singing old songs
Pray one day
Small fry, struttin by the pool room
Small fry, should be in the school room
My, my put down that cigarette
You ain't grown up high and mighty yet
and death
Through endless endless time
With focused fixed upon your breath
That flows throughout the mind.
You've left a home that you adored,
Ghosts haunt
Detroit City, then pay attention. I'm about to sing your song son.
Well, I'm not a man appointed judge
To bear ill-will and hold a grudge
But I think
Drawn by the song of the cosmic diva
The lord of the flies is a dandy beau
King of the hill in the new Bohemia
Where does he come from, their redeemer
of the years
Born in the abyss of the life
Why my demons makes me unhappy
Death
The ghost in the storm
Is watching me all the day, all the night
He don't want
The pattern of my life keeps a-hauntin' me
Like moisture from the ocean fills the sky
Comes on down to the ground as time goes by
Ah, ah, ah
Please don't
Traditional, arranged
By Arlo Guthrie
Come all you old time cowboys
And listen to my song
Please do not grow weary
I'll not detain you long
of host
Of course its here, of course its us
Red dust and a red pulse
From the valley, death and folly
The stride grows strong
Standing by, the place we
In twelve million empty rooms
Waving their ghostly arms at the stars
And howling sad songs by the light of a crescent moon
Yeah they claw
think that I'm deaf
Too many bitches you would think that I'm Heff
Honestly nigga I just got my self
Honestly nigga all I got is me
Let that Holy Ghost
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