

The door don't creak,
it just falls open wide
And the barkeep pours for the man who already died
He sat by the window
in a coat full of dust
Said I crossed the wrong road and I did what I must (mmmmm)
A woman in black
with a lantern unlit
She laughed at the preacher
and never did sit
Said she danced at the crossroads 'til morning came twice
And the man that she danced with collected his price (ohhhh)
All the lost ones gather 'round
At the tavern in the ground Pour another for the damned No
one leaves this haunted land
(mmmmm
yeah)
A soldier still walks in his muddy old boots
He orders the same drink,
forgets all his routes
Says the war ended years back
but I can't find the road
And the barkeep just nods under all that he's owed (ohhhh)
All the lost ones gather 'round
At the tavern in the ground Pour another for the damned No
one leaves this haunted land (ohhhh) (yeah)
And the barkeep wipes the bar with a rag made of black
All those faces in the bottles never coming back (mmmmm)