Tombstone shadow stretchin' across my path.
Tombstone shadow stretchin' across my path.
Every time I get some good news, oh, there's a shadow on my back.

Saw the gypsy man way down in San Berdoo.
Said, I saw the gypsy man way down in San Berdoo
Five dollars on the table, oh, keep my way from my tomb.

Said I got thirteen months of bad luck,
bound to be some pain.
Don't you do no trav'lin',
fly in no machines.
Tombstone shadow strechin' across my path.
Every time I get some good news, oh, there's a shadow on my back.

The man gave me a luck charm, cost five dollars more.
Said, put some on your pillow and put some on your door.
He said, take a long vacation, oh, for thirteen months or more.

Tombstone shadow stretchin' across my path.
Tombstone shadow stretchin' across my path.
Every time I get some good news, oh, there's a shadow on my back.

- John C. Fogerty




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