Phantom of the Pines

Can't kill me I am the ghost
Can't shake me, I own the road
Can't match me, I'm one of a kind
I was, I am
And will be the phantom of the pines
The phantom of the pines

Can't see me if I want to be cloaked
I can disappear into the oaks
I can jump generations with some
Green and a bowl screen
And crawl through your TV
I am nor dead or alive
I'm just here to stand and shine
And if you don't let my spirit walk free
You might end up a mystery
Hangin' in a tall tree

Can't kill me, I am the ghost
Can't shake me, I own the road
Can't match me, I'm one of a kind
I was, I am
And will be the phantom of the pines
The phantom of the pines

And gravestones bumpin' lights from under
Guitar solos with bones and thunder
Flesh fallin' off headbangin' in Hell
Harpies playin' with spikes swingin' at
Flat black church bells
Can't kill me my magic is black
I got a book full of spells
To bring the spirit's back
Yeah, I'm sick in the head
The madman down in the valley
Only bad motherfucker gettin'
Valet in Nashville

Can't kill me, I am the ghost
Can't shake me, I own the road
Can't match me, I'm one of a kind
I was, I am
And will be the phantom of the pines
The phantom of the pines
The phantom of the pines

(Me of many lives
I'm the ghost of the pines)
(Me of many lives
I'm the ghost of the pines)
(Me of many lives
I'm the ghost of the pines)
(Me of many lives
I'm the ghost of the pines)