Somewhere far out west is there a place we can go? They say its only safe under the ground, you know... Ask the old boatman Where will I go when I die? Hell say La la la... I wanna ring out true like the bells on a hill Of a town where I want to be born again And again and again... When the sirens wail will I be far from home? [You will not hear them coming youll not hear them go] When the sirens wail will I be left along? [You knew they was coming you knew they would go] Ask the boatman Where will they go when they die? Hell say La la la... Come forth black rider, and measure the seas! Come forth black rider, weve had too much time you see
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