cross we cried The gray ghost he rides Said you gotta carry on and on and We are brothers of the southland, singers in the same band Spirits on the wind
Come and see I swear by now I'm playing time against my troubles Oh oh I'm coming slow but speeding Do you wish a dance and while I'm in the front
Come and see I swear by now I'm playing time I against my troubles I'm coming slow but speeding Do you wish a dance and while I'm in the front the play
a ghost town (Town) Bands won't play no more Too much fighting on the dance floor Do you remember the good old days before the ghost town? We danced
most cabbage, pluck strings like I'm Lenny Kravitz I'm in the streets where they goin' savage One, two, so we dance on the rooftop Let the Coupe ghost
the most cabbage, pluck strings like I'm Lenny Kravitz I'm in the streets where they goin' savage One, two, we dance on the rooftop Let the Coupe ghost
old Beale Street Ghosts of the darktown society Come right out of the bricks at me Like it's a Saturday night, they're in their finery Dancing it up
there's a story I would tell About a brave young Indian you should remember well From the land of the Pima Indian a proud and noble band Who farmed the
in a show You can make 'em laugh You can make 'em cry Anything Anything can go.... The clown with his pants falling down Or the dance that's a dream
coming like a ghost town Bands won't play no more Too much fighting on the dance floor Do you remember the good old days before the ghost town? We danced
little beat and a keyboard instead Of guitar playing chords, I remember how bored You would get with those bands You always said they play the same three chords And you'd dance
like a ghost town Bands won't play no more too much fighting on the dance floor Do you remember the good old days before the ghost town? We danced
down old Beale Street Ghosts of the darktown society Come right out of the bricks at me Like it's a Saturday night They're in their finery Dancing it
sweet perfume While the Sergeants played a marching tune We all got up to dance Oh, but we never got the chance 'Cause the players tried to take the field The marching band
you people and a story I will tell About a brave young Indian you should remember well From the tribe of Pima Indians, a proud and a peaceful band They
And the people start to sway (start to sway) And the band plays on We?re gonna dance the sun away Tonight, we?re gonna dance the sun away They?re spinning
Ghostface that Ghost sold crack, now his revelations spoken thru rap Valored down like the sheik of Iran Gasoline CREAM wrapped in hospital bands Model
Well there's no more honky-tonks in Nashville All the patrons either died or moved to L.A. And the jukebox only plays the ghost of Broadway Lord I'm dying