Henry Paul Band Grey Ghost
As the autumn wind whispers through the tall and lonely pines And the hour of fate is drawing close at hand Freebird falling from the sky Brings a bitter end to another southern man
But there's a grey ghost runnin' through the night An echo of the sadness and the pain Grey ghost runnin' through the night The man is gone but his spirit will remain
Fast like them, the music is just a grim disguise For the heartache and the fear of growin' old Without the one that means the most it makes you realise That you're the one that's left out in the cold
There's a grey ghost runnin' through the night An echo of the sadness and the pain Grey ghost runnin' through the night The man is gone but his spirit will remain
The dealer of death has dealt the losing hand And it's a cold fact: the cards don't ever lie Through the fire dream of things to come it's such a price to pay When the memories are all that's left behind
