Abandoned playground in the dead of night
Blackwood Steady lit up by moonlight
Gallivanting through the woods at Twin Hills
Getting f*cked up down at the Old Mill
Light up the bonfire down at Tucker's Pit
Highway razz, 4 A.M. don't give a shit
Teen spirit wasted on the f*ckin' Rock
In Alexander Bay at all our old haunts
Graveyard party enraptured in corpse mists
Down by the beach in the wreckage of ships
Shed gathering by fresh-cut wood
Only something by us baymen understood
Out to Mackles or on Sandy Point
Weekend warriors wielding beer and joints
Gone to Salvage for a Sunday jaunt
'Round Bonavista Bay at all our old haunts
Mistwalker - Our Old Haunts Lyrics
Mistwalker - Our Old Haunts Lyrics
We currently do not have these lyrics.
If you would like to submit them, please use the form below.
We currently do not have these lyrics.
If you would like to submit them, please use the form below.
English
Abandoned playground in the dead of night
Blackwood Steady lit up by moonlight
Gallivanting through the woods at Twin Hills
Getting f*cked up down at the Old Mill
Light up the bonfire down at Tucker's Pit
Highway razz, 4 A.M. don't give a shit
Teen spirit wasted on the f*ckin' Rock
In Alexander Bay at all our old haunts
Graveyard party enraptured in corpse mists
Down by the beach in the wreckage of ships
Shed gathering by fresh-cut wood
Only something by us baymen understood
Out to Mackles or on Sandy Point
Weekend warriors wielding beer and joints
Gone to Salvage for a Sunday jaunt
'Round Bonavista Bay at all our old haunts
Blackwood Steady lit up by moonlight
Gallivanting through the woods at Twin Hills
Getting f*cked up down at the Old Mill
Light up the bonfire down at Tucker's Pit
Highway razz, 4 A.M. don't give a shit
Teen spirit wasted on the f*ckin' Rock
In Alexander Bay at all our old haunts
Graveyard party enraptured in corpse mists
Down by the beach in the wreckage of ships
Shed gathering by fresh-cut wood
Only something by us baymen understood
Out to Mackles or on Sandy Point
Weekend warriors wielding beer and joints
Gone to Salvage for a Sunday jaunt
'Round Bonavista Bay at all our old haunts
Writer: Gregory Sweetapple
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid