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letra de (never, never again) the ballad of handsome ned - petunia & the vipers

this is an old love letter about a lover that’s gone
on an all ghost train, ain’t never coming home
never gonna see your smiling face
again and again

ah, well i visit your grave where the violets grow
where a bird named “robin”, just a-lettin’ it go
perched on a gravestone, singing his song
again and again
well he’s perched on a gravestone, singing his song
again and again

why, time goes by and the lover is gone
but you’re chained to the river where your memory’s born
the current is strong and it carries you on
you wanna-oughta drown but you gotta carry on
darkness falls on another old night
draws you out into the pale moonlight
walking the tracks where the freight train calls
again and again
why you’re walking the tracks where the freight train calls
again and again

blue…you’re feeling blue
your ghost train’s due
you’re crying too

why, there he lies dead on the cold, cold floor
why did he go and die? (what are memories for?)
don’t ask me, jack, there his family mourns
his lover’s in the corner, there’s another by the door

there’s a boy on the street that’s a-singin’ his tune
about a man name “ned”- died too soon
bound for the bottom and he reached for the top
he grab an old guitar but he never, never, never…

”never-never” is a place where the violets grow
pick a few to take, n0body will know
plant ‘em by the side of the railroad track
plant ‘em for a lover who ain’t never coming back
freight trains howl on through the dark
with their old lost lovers and their golden spark
they give ‘em life for awhile on the sod and earth
then they take ‘em away and they leave us with the dirt
they take ‘em away and then they leave us with the dirt

blue…you’re feeling blue
your ghost train’s due
you’re crying too

“well i’m calling your name from a place up above
where i don’t send flowers and i don’t send love
maybe below, but i really don’t care
i’m sending a flame, you gotta grab it in the air

church bells ring and the church bells toll
for the fiery saints, and where they gotta go
they ain’t goin’ to heaven and they ain’t gonna to tell
they’re calling your name, you’d better run like h-ll

they’re calling your name, so take a sip from the well

i don’t want to scare you and i don’t take bribes – m
money’s no good, no matter what you buy
it’ll sell your soul, soil your purse…
send for the doctor won’t you send for the nurse
‘cause here i lie dying on the cold, cold floor
needle in my arm and i don’t know what for
i’ll see you by my grave on an old tombstone
my train’s overdue and i really gotta go
my train’s overdue and i gotta go…”

- petunia the vipers

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