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  1. The Widow Winchester

Lyrics

The Widow Winchester

I am the Widow Winchester
Across the great frontier I ran
Demons came into New Haven
And left with my child and my man

Gone were the dead to our guns who fell
Still came the gypsys to say
I would provide them a place to dwell
In what would become San Jose

I am the Widow Winchester
Ghost have designed the decor
In this Victorian mansion
Built for the living no more

Gone were the brave at the Alamo
Still they returned in the breeze
Demanding that all of the workers know
Thirteen of those, of these

I am the Widow Winchester
Among the deceased I must dine
Enduring the pounding of hammers
Keeping their spirits in line

Gone are the soldiers of San Juan Hill
Still come the last bugle calls
Once in a vision their blood did spill
From doorways that open to walls

I am the widow Winchester
Tonight I'm recieving my guest
Who died in the sights of the rifle
Famous for winning the West

Gone is the one they call "Yellowhair"
Clearly the tombstone explains
Ah, but my staircase that leads nowhere
Echos that he still remains

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I am the Widow Winchester
The relecs arranged on my shelf
Come from this powerful nation
That once went to war with itself

"Gone with the wind" are the Gray and Blue
Still with each other they war
I see it all when they look into
The window that's part of the floor

I am the Widow Winchester
And maybe someday I'll be seen
As one of these strange apparitions
Lost in the land in between

Gone are the days of Geronimo
Now through the summers I'm led
To sit by my fireplace not made to glow
With folks who don't know that they're dead

And sit by my fireplace not made to glow
With folks who don't know that they're dead