R.G. Evans, Touch Wood

Raise an altar of unhewn stone

One gate of horn one gate of bone

Touch wood

Come on touch wood

Black ball white ball juggle them both

Look to the one that you drop the most

Touch wood

Come on touch wood

Chorus

Say a prayer cast a spell

One goes to heaven 1 goes to hell

No way of telling what’s bad from good

Only thing a soul can do and that’s touch wood

Come on touch wood

Black cat howling on a gravestone stump

Watch where you step and how high you jump

Touch wood

Come on touch wood

Midnight crossroads meet your man

John the conqueroo and glory’s hand

Touch wood

Come on touch wood

One thief on your left and one to your right

Only thing to do is hold on tight

And touch wood

Come on touch wood