Ghost Of The Yellow Dog

by Mick Farren

The ghost of the yellow dog been walking
Whispering names and laying on burdens
Making it clear that no more deals
Will be transacted at the midnight crossroads
And there's a train pulling into St. Petersburg
Time go on
Time Go on

The ghost of the yellow dog been stalking
Chilling the blood of clandestine lovers
Securing the bonds of iron and satin
And souring the sweet new wine of passion
And there's a train highballing it
Into the yards by Jackonsville
Time go on
Time go on

Ghost of the yellow dig been howling
Calling to others of his ilk and kind
In the mist shroud on the reeds
By the alkaline water
Closing the casebook
On crimes neither planed nor imagined
And there's a train running fast in corroded rails
On the Vicksburg-Danbury spur
Time go on
Time go on

Ghost of the yellow dig been prowling
Knowing more than was ever fitting
Even for those in the comfort of coffin
Hellhound recall of the lost grey horsemen
And there's a train rattling slats
On the old wooden trestle
Out in the distance by the county line
Time go on
Time go on

The ghost of the yellow dog been roaming
Quick close the shutters
Extinguish the lamp
Roll a cigarette in wheatstraw paper
For High John the Conquerer
Time go on
Time go on

This piece appears on the CD The Deathray Tapes by Mick Farren and Jack Lancaster. Released by Alive Records Mick Farren & Jack Lancaster "The Deathray Tapes"

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