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John Koellisch Songwriter - Midnight Traveler Lyrics



John Koellisch Songwriter - Midnight Traveler Lyrics




He's a midnight traveler
A holy rambler
His religion is his gun
For it's the death he totes
Beneath his long black coat
That will greet you when he comes

To behold this stranger
Is to dance with danger
Never cross him never run
For in a flash of light
He will take your life
You won't see tomorrow's sun

Some say that he's a preacher's son
Once kept a bible at his side
But now it's death he totes
Beneath his long black coat
And at midnight he does ride

Like a ghost against a pale moonlight
He haunts those who've called his hand
Over the graveyard sites
Where his victims lie
Rides this midnight travelin' man

He's a midnight traveler, a holy rambler
He rides through these hills at night
If you hear hoof of horse
Don't unbolt your doors
And please don't turn out the light

Some say that he's a preacher's son
Once kept a bible at his side
Now it's death he totes
Beneath his long black coat
And at midnight he does ride

Like a ghost against a pale moonlight
He haunts those who've called his hand
Over the graveyard sites
Where his victims lie
Rides this midnight travelin' man

Over the graveyard sites
Where his victims lie
Rides this midnight travelin' man

Over the graveyard sites
Where his victims lie
Rides this midnight travelin' man
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He's a midnight traveler
A holy rambler
His religion is his gun
For it's the death he totes
Beneath his long black coat
That will greet you when he comes

To behold this stranger
Is to dance with danger
Never cross him never run
For in a flash of light
He will take your life
You won't see tomorrow's sun

Some say that he's a preacher's son
Once kept a bible at his side
But now it's death he totes
Beneath his long black coat
And at midnight he does ride

Like a ghost against a pale moonlight
He haunts those who've called his hand
Over the graveyard sites
Where his victims lie
Rides this midnight travelin' man

He's a midnight traveler, a holy rambler
He rides through these hills at night
If you hear hoof of horse
Don't unbolt your doors
And please don't turn out the light

Some say that he's a preacher's son
Once kept a bible at his side
Now it's death he totes
Beneath his long black coat
And at midnight he does ride

Like a ghost against a pale moonlight
He haunts those who've called his hand
Over the graveyard sites
Where his victims lie
Rides this midnight travelin' man

Over the graveyard sites
Where his victims lie
Rides this midnight travelin' man

Over the graveyard sites
Where his victims lie
Rides this midnight travelin' man
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Writer: John Koellisch
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Performed By: John Koellisch Songwriter
Language: English
Length: 5:03
Written by: John Koellisch
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