Woorden:
Pogues Haunting

haunted tree For weeks and weeks after with nerves a disaster Nowhere near that road would I go And from dusk through the night I would shake with the fright Of the tree that had haunted

see The voice I had heard not another word said As the hair on the head stood on me ANd I said an "Our Father" as I peddled much faster Away from that ghost haunted

haunted tree For weeks and weeks after with nerves a disaster Nowhere near that road would I go And from dusk through the night I would shake with the fright Of the tree that had haunted

Vertaling: The Pogues. Spookt.

:] I want to be haunted by the ghost I want to be haunted by the ghost I want to be haunted by the ghost I want to be haunted by the ghost Of your precious