Tombstone Blues
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Lyrics
From the chill of the morning to the chill of the grave I carry a gun at my side My love was beauty and my love was blind And my love was struck down by my foolish pride Faint as an echo forbidden to fade I'm haunted and haunting the words that you said Cast off your tombstone, rest there no more Give shape to the shadows that darken my door Come down from the hillside and take up your place Put back the colours that fell from your face Won't you put back the colours that fell from your face
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Song Details
- Duration
- 04:18
- Key
- 5
- Tempo
- 92 BPM