(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!