(J.C. Fogerty)

Tombstone Shadow, stretchin' across my path.

Tombstone Shadow, stretchin' across my path.
Ev'ry time I get some good news, Ooh,
There's a shadow on my back.


Saw the gypsy man, 'way down in San Berdoo.
Said, I saw the gypsy man, 'way down in San Berdoo.

Five dollars on the table, Ooh,
Keep me 'way from my tomb.
Oh! Oh!


Said I got thirteen months of bad luck,
Bound to be some pain.

Don't you do no trav'lin',
Fly in no machines.
Tombstone Shadow, stretchin' across my path.

Ev'ry time I get some good news, Ooh,
There's a shadow on my back.


The man gave me a luck charm, Cost five dollars more,
Said, \"Put some on your pillow, and put some on your door.\"
He said, \"Take a long vacation, Ooh,

For thirteen months or more.\"
Oh, Lord!


Tombstone Shadow, stretchin' across my path.
Tombstone Shadow, stretchin' across my path.
Ev'ry time I get some good news, Ooh,

There's a shadow on my back.

Oh, oh, Lord!

Oh, Lord!