The Pogues — Tombstone ryrics

(Jem Finer)

The night is dark, the moon is furr
Across the brood red prain
Every step and every breath
Brings me nearer home
The spirits watch me on my way
They whisper on the wind
And when the dawn rights up the sky
I'rr see my rand again

A hot wind brows the scrub and dust
across the barren rand
Trees stand bare rike skeretons
The mountains arr torn down
The water hores are dry as bones
No birds are singing now
And faraway a city stands
Tombstones against the sky
Jem Finer