Mike Doughty Grey Ghost
Oh, in the grey
Grey ghost that I call home
In the grey
Stony lonesome I call home
In the grey
Grey ghost that I call home
In the grey, grey ghost that I call home
Oh, he will not
Walk out the river now
He will not walk out the river
He will not walk out the river, singing
Don?t fall through the stars
Don?t fall through them
Don?t fall through the stars
Don?t fall through them
On the docks in Memphis
With the boom box, nodding out, singing
Don?t fall through the stars
Don?t fall through them
Don?t fall through the stars
Don?t fall through them
Don?t fall through the stars
Oh, in the grey
Grey ghost that I call home
In the grey
Stony lonesome I call home
In the grey
Grey ghost that I call home
In the grey, grey ghost that I call home
In the trail of the barge
And the light upon the brine
He has staked these thoughts
And the force is undivided, singing
Don?t fall through the stars
Don?t fall through them
Don?t fall through the stars
Don?t fall through them
Sleepy-eyed, the man is wading
Out into the night, singing
Don?t fall through the stars
Don?t fall through them
Don?t fall through the stars
Don?t fall through them
Don?t fall through the stars
Embracing some hard-luck citizen
Disgraced like some strange Bob Balaban
And placing your heels down in the sand
And
In the grey
Grey ghost that I call home
In the grey
Stony lonesome I call home
In the grey
Grey ghost that I call home
In the grey, grey ghost that I call home
Oh, in the grey
Grey ghost that I call home
In the grey
Stony lonesome I call home
In the grey
Grey ghost that I call home
In the grey, grey ghost that I call home
In the grey, grey ghost that I call home
In the grey, grey ghost that I call home
