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