A History of Ghosts
from A HISTORY OF GHOSTS (album) by Bobtown
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lyrics
A HISTORY OF GHOSTS
Ten men ride in the cold November sky,
(Ten men ride in the cold November sky),
whiskey on their breath, blood on the trail.
One man hides, cold and terrified,
(one man hides, cold and terrified),
Jesus, he ain’t answering his mail.
When all is said and done
the tide comes rolling in.
Pages writ in rust, slowly turn to dust—
drifting on the wind.
Twelve men decide who is gonna die,
(Twelve men decide who is gonna die),
truth be told, there weren’t much truth to tell.
When all is said and done
the tide comes rolling in.
Pages writ in rust, slowly turn to dust—
drifting on the wind.
In a land across the sea, a lady holds a bible in her hand;
calm in the assurance that everything that happens is God’s plan.
Two boys beside a grave open wide,
(Two boys beside a grave open wide),
Daddy’s gone to heaven up from hell.
When all is said and done
the tide comes rolling in.
Pages writ in rust, slowly turn to dust—
drifting on the wind.
When all is said and done
the tide comes rolling in.
A history of ghosts, a descending line of notes—
drifting on the wind.
Ten men ride in the cold November sky,
(Ten men ride in the cold November sky),
whiskey on their breath, blood on the trail.
One man hides, cold and terrified,
(one man hides, cold and terrified),
Jesus, he ain’t answering his mail.
When all is said and done
the tide comes rolling in.
Pages writ in rust, slowly turn to dust—
drifting on the wind.
Twelve men decide who is gonna die,
(Twelve men decide who is gonna die),
truth be told, there weren’t much truth to tell.
When all is said and done
the tide comes rolling in.
Pages writ in rust, slowly turn to dust—
drifting on the wind.
In a land across the sea, a lady holds a bible in her hand;
calm in the assurance that everything that happens is God’s plan.
Two boys beside a grave open wide,
(Two boys beside a grave open wide),
Daddy’s gone to heaven up from hell.
When all is said and done
the tide comes rolling in.
Pages writ in rust, slowly turn to dust—
drifting on the wind.
When all is said and done
the tide comes rolling in.
A history of ghosts, a descending line of notes—
drifting on the wind.
credits
from A HISTORY OF GHOSTS (album),
track released November 17, 2014
C 2014 Fred Stesney
C 2014 Fred Stesney
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Bobtown Brooklyn, New York
"If you're looking for acoustic gothic-folk-Americana kissed with gorgeous harmonies then look no further." -Americana
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NYC-based Bobtown's four full-length CDs show their evolution from mostly a capella arrangements to full instrumentation, with bits of folk, Americana, pop, bluegrass, rock, and gospel all bound together by a continuous thread of innovative vocal harmonies.
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Aug 2012
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