Verse 1 There’s a whisky shadow on the saloon wall, A crooked old picture in a town gone small. The floorboards whisper of a debt unpaid, And the devil still dances where the cards were played. A dusty old bottle, a candle burning low, A face in the mirror that I used to know. The piano plays softly, a sorrowful tune, While the ghosts come walking beneath the moon. Chorus Whisky shadow, take me down, Through the crooked streets of a ghostly town. Where the lost souls gather and the cold winds blow, There’s a story in the bottle that nobody knows. Whisky shadow, black as night, One more drink till the morning light. Verse 2 A woman in black at the end of the bar, Says she once loved a wandering star. He rode out west with a six-gun grin, But the desert never lets a stranger win. There’s a bullet hole beside the door, And a blood-red stain on the saloon floor. Nobody speaks of that fateful night, But the hanging moon remembers the fight. Chorus Whisky shadow, take me down, Through the crooked streets of a ghostly town. Where the lost souls gather and the cold winds blow, There’s a story in the bottle that nobody knows. Whisky shadow, black as night, One more drink till the morning light. Bridge – Deep spoken vocal Some men run from the things they’ve done, Some chase the moon, some chase the sun. But every road has a price to pay, And every shadow knows your name. Final Verse Now the bottle is empty, the fire is dead, There’s a cold little whisper beneath my bed. I hear spurs rattling out in the street, But there’s nobody there when I move my feet. Final Chorus – Haunting and restrained Whisky shadow, fade away, Don’t follow me into another day. The town is sleeping, the coyotes cry, And the last outlaw waves goodbye. Outro – Lonely surf guitar with tremolo and echo One last shadow… One last round… Whisky dreams… In a ghost town.
