Can't kill me, I am a ghost Can't shake me, I own the road Can't match me, I'm one of a kind I was, I am and will be the phantom of the pines The phantom of the pines
Can't see me if I want to be cloaked I could disappear into the oaks I can jump generations with some green And a bow string and crawl through your TV I am nor dead or alive, I'm just here to stand and shine And if you don't let my spirit walk free You might end up a mystery hanging in a tall tree
Can't kill me, I am a ghost Can't shake me, I own the road Can't match me, I'm one of a kind I was, I am and will be the phantom of the pines The phantom of the pines
And gravestones pumping lights from under Guitar solos with bones and thunder Flesh falling off and banging in hell Harpies playing with spikes swinging at flat black church bells Can't kill me my magic is black I got a book full of spells to bring the spirits back Yeah I'm sick in the head, the madman down in the valley Only bad motherfucker gettin' valet in Nashville
Can't kill me, I am a ghost Can't shake me, I own the road Can't match me, I'm one of a kind I was, I am and will be the phantom of the pines The phantom of the pines Phantom of the pines
(Me of many lives I'm the ghost of the pines) (Me of many lives I'm the ghost of the pines) (Me of many lives I'm the ghost of the pines) (Me of many lives I'm the ghost of the pines)Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
