The Ghost Of Macon Jones

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
 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
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 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
 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