Oh, in the Grey ghost I call home In the Stony lonesome I home In the Grey ghost that I home In the grey, grey ghost that I home
Oh, he not Walk out the now He not walk out the river He not walk out the river, singing
Dont fall through the Dont fall them fall through the stars Dont through them
On the docks in the boom box, nodding out, singing
Dont fall through the Dont fall through Dont fall the stars Dont fall them Dont through the stars
Oh, in the Grey that I call home In the lonesome I call home In the Grey ghost I call home In the grey, grey that I call home
In the of the barge And the light the brine He has staked these And the is undivided, singing
fall through the stars Dont fall through Dont fall through the fall through them
Sleepy-eyed, the man is Out into the night,
Dont fall the stars Dont fall them Dont through the stars Dont through them fall through the stars
Embracing some hard-luck Disgraced some strange Bob Balaban And placing your heels down in the And
In the Grey ghost that I home In the Stony lonesome I call In the Grey ghost that I call In the grey, grey ghost that I call
Oh, in the Grey ghost I call home In the Stony lonesome I call In the Grey ghost that I home In the grey, grey ghost I call home
In the grey, grey ghost I call home In the grey, ghost that I call home