كلمات Deadman Walking

The enemy is at the door The enemy within Dressed up in the strangest clothes Smells of drinking Bombay gin There's a deadman walking And his shadow's growing long There's a deadman walking Taking it in Before his time is gone My father was a Russian Jew My Irish mother crazy I see summer, winter, fall When grown men Cry like babies There's a deadman walking And his shadow's growing long There's a deadman walking Taking it in Before his time is gone Wish I never had to leave Wish I'd never known Wish I could stay here forever Watch my garden grow There's a deadman walking And his shadow's growing long There's a deadman walking Taking it in Before his time is gone There's a deadman talking And his shadow's growing long There's a deadman talking Taking it in Before his time is gone There's a deadman walking Deadman walking Deadman talking