Lyrics

One, two A one, two, three She's the dying heart of this ragged old town She done dug her own grave in the rocky soil ground But now she knows she ain't gonna lay down until the wolf has gone away And the hunter comes around, no one knows what's come around And in the golden days of the terror less time She never needed anybody around to tell her how to keep her worries in line But now she won't go outside to see that there ain't no wolf, just a boy in the street Howlin' up into the sky, don't they howl into the sky? Don't you hear the sound of ghosts comin' from the grave? Don't you do it like we done when we had our way? There ain't no knight, no haunted hero gonna save the day So get off the floor here on before you whither away And in the cold dark night, creakin' on wood floors and walls Paralyzed by the fear of the fright, she won't move a muscle at all She cries, "Oh, Lord, come and take me away" Stood all I can, now I can't stand to stay Send ole Gabriel down, don't he always come around? Don't you hear the sound of ghosts comin' from the grave? Don't you do it like we done when we had our way? There ain't no knight, no haunted hero gonna save the day So get off the floor here on before you whither away
Writer(s): David Bruce Lamb Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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