The Ghost Of Perryville

04:29
Beyond Reach
04/11/2011
Randle Chowning

Lyrics

A woman that was never understood

Liked to drink corn liquor in the woods

And some say she was pretty, some say no

Wilder than a wild Irish rose

 

            None who threw the stones were without guilt

            They say she moved away across the hills

            No matter how you play, with time you kill

            You’ll never see the ghost of Perryville

 

The sheriff keeps her picture near his heart

The banker has her jewelry in both cars

The mayor’s staying close to the family

He swore that he could solve the mystery

 

            None who threw the stones were without guilt

            They say she moved away across the hills

            No matter how you play, with time you kill

            You’ll never see the ghost of Perryville

 

The minister has little on his mind

He sells his story Sunday for a dime

The deacon disappeared down in Mexico

The only thing that’s clear is the case is closed

 

            None who threw the stones were without guilt

            They say she moved away across the hills

            No matter how you play, with time you kill

            You’ll never see the ghost of Perryville

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