Ghost Head

I brushed my harness
And left it undressed
I rode it out until the
Sun began to shower

Along the whole trail
Her sense of lust fails
I figured out her path and
Threw it in the fire

Feel the worry tears on my face
In a cold dark sweat I belly up my fate
We had longed for a night
To hold you again
That's what my bloody hands said

We're sitting out for dead
And a hard body limb
I carved it out, and said I
Found it again

Oh when it fends me
The way it bends me
They could have killed her
Body in the waiting hour

Feel the worry tears on my face
In a cold dark sweat I belly up my fate
We had longed for a night
To hold you again
That's what my bloody hands said

Oh like the ghost head....