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