Take a little walk to the edge of town
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
In the humming wires
Hey man, you know
You're never coming 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
In the humming wires
Hey man, you know
You're never coming back
On a gathering storm comes
A tall handsome man
In a dusty black coat with
A red right hand