Red Right Hand

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 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 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