Tombstone - Pogues
The night is dark, the moon is full Across the blood red plain And every step and every breath Brings me nearer home Those spirits watch me on my way They whisper in the wind And when the dawn lights up the sky I'll see my land again A hot wind blows the scrub and dust Across the barren land Well, the trees stand bare like skeletons And the mountain's all torn down The water holes are dry as bones No birds are singing now And faraway a city stands Tombstones against the sky