The Friendly Ghost by The Adverbs

Is it a ghost story? Strange things happen out here in the West, but people mostly attribute them to the ceaseless wind and the sounds and stirrings that it swirls up. Who's to say? Johnny-Verb: word-writin' and bass-playin' Joey-Verb: all the other -in's The Friendly Ghost Watched 'em don their cowboy scrubs Bounce along the old dirt road Through the greasewood and the brush Monuments of wood turned stone Spread across the barren hill Left to listen to the wind New age crystals in the dirt shining in the sun Waiting brightly Til the shadow has begun I climbed inside her chest And hitched a ride down to the grange hall been a fair few years gone by Said my oath and gave the handshakes Then on back we rode Thanked her for the lift and said good bye With only scat and rattlesnakes to guard my plaque aint surprisin it'll be long gone When she come back New age crystals in the dirt shining in the sun Waiting sagely Til the shadow has begun