Ghost Ranch

There's smoke on a hill deep in the woods
 Comin' from a run down cabin
 The lights come on when the rain pours down
 And the tin roof's makin' racket
 As a tree stump burned with the lyrics of a song
 With no writer to be known
 But it's only stormin' and past midnight when the ghost ranch lights come on
 And they purge to the sound of a banjo pickin'
 And the pictures hit the floor into little glass pieces
 And the dogs all bark when there's no one there
 And the silhouetted man with a piercin' stare
 And they don't dive down 'til the sun comes up
 Yeah, they whisper in my ear tellin' me I'm the one
 When the ghost ranch lights come on
 Come on, when the ghost ranch lights come on
 Come on, come on
 Sleepy Hollow, old coke bottles
 Civil War coins found in my yard
 The footsteps walk hard on my catwalk
 Through these sound waves, they steady talk
 Yeah, it sounds like a time from the past, I can't explain
 Not unless you're from the 60s on Cadillacs and cocaine
 The realm that got me was a burnin' ring of fire
 There's a ring around my ranch, and I'm forever stuck inside
 And we purge to the sound of a banjo pickin'
 The pictures hit the floor into little glass pieces
 The dogs all bark when there's no one there
 I'm the silhouetted man with a piercin' stare
 And we won't dive down 'til the sun comes up
 And I'ma whisper in your ear and tell you, you're the one
 Watch the ghost ranch lights come on
 Come on, watch the ghost ranch lights come on
 Whoa-oh-oh
 Whoa-oh-oh