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Black Spur Road - GHOST OF THE SOUTH
I came in late
past the iron gate
The house was leaning
like it knew my name
You lamp burned low
through the curtain seam
I heard that thud
like a heavy dream
Blackspur Road
Blackspur Road
You don't come back
once it knows
Blackspur Road
Blackspur Road
Keep your talk
and keep it low
Your chair was warm
but the room was cold
A clock kept knocking
on the boards below
You said don't stay
with a steady stare
Then the thud came twice
from the stairway bare
I took one step
then I heard it plain
Not a ghost at all
just a name and chains
Blackspur Road
Blackspur Road
You don't come back
once it knows
Blackspur Road
Blackspur Road
Keep your talk
and keep it low
