7 acessos
He goes every single day
To collect his pay
A place where crossroads do meet
By the railway
That yellow brick road
Never felt so cold
Black crows barking at my feet
Black crows howling at my door
Swift he spoke your souls my sweet
Save your tears for here they are my treat
So come on child take my hand
And we'll ride upon the dead mans train
The dead mans train
The dead mans train
The dead mans train... let's ride
Swift he spoke your souls my sweet
Save your tears for here they are my treat
So come on child take my hand
And we'll ride upon the dead mans train
The dead mans train
The dead mans train
The dead mans train
The dead mans train