Vocal and instruments Pete M. Wyer
Additional vocals Lynsey Tibbs
lyrics
God is a ghost, who rattles the bedposts,
Down in old Cremenville,
There are those that He chose,
But those He outgrows
Are all wasted, down in old Cremenville.
But someday the sun will rise
And the days will be long and filled with surprise
And the children will play in the streets once again
And smiling girls, will sing them to sleep,
Smiling girls will sing them to rest.
Our hearts have grown cold,
Our dreams have been sold
Down in old Cremenville.
Love turns to shadow,
Despair runs mad down in old Cremeville,
But someday the sun will rise
And the days will be long and filled with surprise
And the children will play in the streets once again
And smiling girls, will sing them to sleep,
Smiling girls will sing them to rest.
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