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The ghost of Tecumseh Sherman
Came walking down the railroad track
He was looking kind of bleary
His feet and his hands were black
He got too close to the fire, now he’s paying the price
You know, something’s bound to get you
Don’t matter if you’re wrong or right
The ghost of Tecumseh Sherman
Came walking, walking, walking down the railroad track
I’m not here to burn you, he said with a sigh
I’m not here to save you or answer your questions of why
I see those storm clouds forming
They’re bringing back sad memories
I don’t even know why I’m here
But I’m finding it hard to leave
The ghost of Tecumseh Sherman
Came walking, walking, walking down the railroad track
The old rules ain’t working, Jubel said looking over his fields
The sunrise, the sunset, the breadlines are longer
It’s all part of Sherman’s new deal
And when the smoke is lifted, the city becomes uncloaked
We’ll all see the handiwork of a misguided misanthrope
The ghost of Tecumseh Sherman
Came walking, walking, walking down the railroad track
The ghost of Tecumseh Sherman
Came walking down the railroad track
He was looking kind of bleary
His feet and his hands were black
It’s been more than a hundred years
He said I guess you’ll never get it right
I see all those shiny suburbs, those late-model cruisers at night
I see all those shiny suburbs
Those late model cruisers in the inner city late at night
The ghost of Tecumseh Sherman
Came walking, walking, walking down the railroad track
Down the railroad track
Down the railroad track
