The devil’s
Guitar©2019TonyFallon0731
The driverless coach goes
onward
The horses cannot see the
cliff
There is great danger yonder
The outcome the devil’s riff
The last leg of the journey
The mystery destination
May end far too early
And be of short duration
Onward no driver for the brake
The passenger is slumbering
Will he never more awake
What words is he mumbling?
Too long has he been dreaming?
There’s no moon or star
More than a heart will be
bleeding
At the sound of the devil’s
guitar
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