Take a little walk to the edge of town
And go across the tracks
Where the viaduct looms,
Like a bird of doom
As it shifts and cracks
Where secrets lie in
The border fires and
The humming wires
Well you know you're never comin' back
On a gathering storm comes
A tall handsome man
In a dusty black coat with
A red right hand
Where the viaduct looms,
Like a bird of doom
As it shifts and cracks
Where secrets lie in
The border fires and
The humming wires
Well you know you're never comin' back
On a gathering storm comes
A tall handsome man
In a dusty black coat with
A red right hand
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