All through the port, past Chinatown's gate   The thieves and grifters were forced to wait   Each seeking passage on the riverboat south   Gold filled their purses, lies filled their mouths     Ashes to ashes, dust to dust; Ashes to ashes, dust to dust     You dreamed in the lamplight by the waterfront pier   Transit guaranteed by handlers far from here   Your papers in order, identity assumed   A raft to convey you moored beneath the moon     Ashes to ashes, dust to dust; Ashes to ashes, dust to dust     Smoking in her stateroom far below deck   Rosa Coldfield barely kept herself in check   She scrawled your face on a mirror so cold   She called your name in a voice so bold     Ashes to ashes, dust to dust; Ashes to ashes, dust to dust     Your dreams were unhindered, desires unbound   You lingered for an hour with the treasure you'd found   You steeled yourself for travel, unpacked your blade   Your mind always on all the money you'd made     Ashes to ashes, dust to dust; Ashes to ashes, dust to dust     Miss Coldfield spoke freely with no sense of tact   And foolish disregard for the force at her back   The docks of New Orleans teemed with traffic that day   But no-one seemed to notice as they carried her away     Ashes to ashes, dust to dust; Ashes to ashes, dust to dust     Caracas blazed before you with the rising sun   Her strangers would forgive you everything you'd done   In the street you threw a coin into a beggar's cup   You looked down, he looked up     Ashes to ashes, dust to dust; Ashes to ashes, dust to dust    these lyrics are submitted by Audrey33