As the autumn wind whispers through the tall and lonely pines And the hour of fate is drawing close at hand Freebird falling from the sky Brings a bitter end to another southern man

 

But there's a grey ghost runnin' through the night An echo of the sadness and the pain Grey ghost runnin' through the night The man is gone but his spirit will remain

 

Fast like them, the music is just a grim disguise For the heartache and the fear of growin' old Without the one that means the most it makes you realise That you're the one that's left out in the cold

 

There's a grey ghost runnin' through the night An echo of the sadness and the pain Grey ghost runnin' through the night The man is gone but his spirit will remain

 

The dealer of death has dealt the losing hand And it's a cold fact: the cards don't ever lie Through the fire dream of things to come it's such a price to pay When the memories are all that's left behind