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
Dont fall through the stars Dont fall through them Dont fall through the stars Dont fall through them
On the docks in Memphis With the boom box, nodding out, singing
Dont fall through the stars Dont fall through them Dont fall through the stars Dont fall through them Dont 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
Dont fall through the stars Dont fall through them Dont fall through the stars Dont fall through them
Sleepy-eyed, the man is wading Out into the night, singing
Dont fall through the stars Dont fall through them Dont fall through the stars Dont fall through them Dont 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