The Ghost Of Macon Jones Lyrics - Joe Bonamassa

Where the river keeps on rollin', time marches on 

The sun hides in the shadows, you know where you belong 

You walk in the silence readin' names on the stones 

You can roll with the tide, but you can't hide 

From the ghost of Macon Jones 

Well they always came to church, sat up in the back 

Drank the holy water, dapper dressed in black 

Away from the rich folk where they let down his bones 

Now they whisper at the sermons 

They can hear the ghost of Macon Jones 

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From the time he was a child, it was easy to make friends 

Some swore they found, right up to the end 

When he jumped off that bridge they just watched and went back home 

They all cried to their mommas that they saw 

The ghost of Macon Jones 

In the nights, right along 

In your fight, just stay strong 

In the ill-fated wind, just go 

Yeah you need to unlearn, what you've been told 

No one knows what happened, 'cause the truth will often lie 

Widows swear he loved 'em, he was born to make them cry 

Sometimes a man believes he's destined to go at this life alone 

If you head down that cold river you'll feel 

The ghost of Macon Jones 

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Some say he died, with a smile on his face 

Others say he cried, he never found his place 

If you listen to your fears you might hear his restless moan 

When they start digging up your dirt 

You'll meet the ghost of Macon Jones 

If you see your reflection on the water 

That's the ghost of Macon Jones