Engine coughs on a cold October night
Check the gauges, check the light
Fare box empty, seat covers worn
Another shift before the morn
Fog rolls thick on Cemetery Road
Meter runs on a ghostly load
No fare paid in silver or gold
Just secrets the midnight holds
Headlights cut through soup so white
Gravestones loom on left and right
Names erased by wind and rain
Only dates and dust remain
Single flame in an attic high
Watches the cab go rolling by
No one flags from the porch or stair
Just smoke curling in the air
Fog rolls thick on Cemetery Road
Meter runs on a ghostly load
No fare paid in silver or gold
Just secrets the midnight holds
Steering wheel shakes in these bones
Thirty years of hallowed moans
Every Halloween the same old run
Dead don't pay but they're quiet ones
Door creaks open, cold rush in
Passenger wears a grieving grin
No destination, no address given
Just rides the night from dusk to heaven
Fog rolls thick on Cemetery Road
Meter runs on a ghostly load
No fare paid in silver or gold
Just secrets the midnight holds
Fog swallows tail lights whole
Graveyard shift claims another soul
