| Tombstone shadow, stretchin' across my path.
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| tombstone shadow, stretchin' across my path.
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| ev’ry time i get some good news, ooh,
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| there’s a shadow on my back.
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| Saw the gypsy man, 'way down in san berdoo.
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| said, i saw the gypsy man, 'way down in san berdoo.
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| five dollars on the table, ooh,
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| keep me 'way from my tomb.
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| oh! |
| oh!
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| Said i got thirteen months of bad luck,
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| bound to be some pain.
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| don’t you do no trav’lin',
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| fly in no machines.
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| tombstone shadow, stretchin' across my path.
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| Ev’ry time i get some good news, ooh,
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| there’s a shadow on my back.
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| The man gave me a luck charm, cost five dollars more,
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| said, «put some on your pillow, and put some on your door.»
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| he said, «take a long vacation, ooh,
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| for thirteen months or more.»
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| oh, lord!
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| Tombstone shadow, stretchin' across my path.
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| tombstone shadow, stretchin' across my path.
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| ev’ry time i get some good news, ooh,
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| there’s a shadow on my back.
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| Oh, oh, lord!
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| oh, lord! |