I lived such a long time ago
I was a young man
and I had my heart to show
but they made me a soldier in that U.S. Civil War
and I bled to death inside a Union coat
never had a wife
never had a son to hold
I was born in West Virginia
but I died in ol’ Shiloh
and of the future that I was owed
only brush and weed to this day grows
but upon the wheel
in which this new age rolls
upon your wings of steel
upon your bands of gold
along the coast and along the roads
there walks the ghost of Leslie Sparrow
there walks the ghost of Leslie Sparrow
what do you feel
what do you know
do you have the strength to kill
to turn your heart to stone
to know your seed you’ll never sow
to die so young
so far from home
and upon the wheel
in which this new age rolls
upon your wings of steel
upon your bands of gold
along the coast and along the roads
there walks the ghost of Leslie Sparrow
there walks the ghost of Leslie Sparrow