Ghost Ranch

There's smoke on a hill deep in the woods Comin' from a run down cabin The lights come on when the rain pours down And the tin roof's makin' racket As a tree stump burned with the lyrics of a song With no writer to be known But it's only stormin' and past midnight when the ghost ranch lights come on And they purge to the sound of a banjo pickin' And the pictures hit the floor into little glass pieces And the dogs all bark when there's no one there And the silhouetted man with a piercin' stare And they don't dive down 'til the sun comes up Yeah, they whisper in my ear tellin' me I'm the one When the ghost ranch lights come on Come on, when the ghost ranch lights come on Come on, come on Sleepy Hollow, old coke bottles Civil War coins found in my yard The footsteps walk hard on my catwalk Through these sound waves, they steady talk Yeah, it sounds like a time from the past, I can't explain Not unless you're from the 60s on Cadillacs and cocaine The realm that got me was a burnin' ring of fire There's a ring around my ranch, and I'm forever stuck inside And we purge to the sound of a banjo pickin' The pictures hit the floor into little glass pieces The dogs all bark when there's no one there I'm the silhouetted man with a piercin' stare And we won't dive down 'til the sun comes up And I'ma whisper in your ear and tell you, you're the one Watch the ghost ranch lights come on Come on, watch the ghost ranch lights come on Whoa-oh-oh Whoa-oh-oh