Arguing With Ghosts

Bb

F
I get lost in my home town

Since they tore the drive-in down
   F
I find myself all turned around

I get lost in my home town

 F
I’m getting hard to recognize
                     Bb     F
They say the mirror never lies

I’ve still got my mama’s eyes

But I’m getting hard to recognize
                  Bb      F
There’s a picture on the wall
                Bb     F
We got married in the fall
                        Bb      F
Now I don’t know those kids at all
                    Bb    F
There’s a picture on the wall
     Dm
The years go by like days
    C               Bb
Sometimes the days go by like years
       F                               C
And I don’t know which one I hate the most
                   Dm
At this same old kitchen table
         Bb
In this same old busted chair
                F                       C
I’m drinking coffee and arguing with ghosts
        Gm          Bb
Arguing with ghosts

         F         Bb    F
I light one cigarette a day

I watch it burn and I walk away
                       Bb    F
A wisp of smoke in an old ashtray
                   Bb    F
I light one cigarette a day

 Dm
The years go by like days
    C               Bb
Sometimes the days go by like years
       F                               C   F
And I don’t know which one I hate the most
                   Dm
At this same old kitchen table
         Bb
In this same old busted chair
                F                       C
I’m drinking coffee and arguing with ghosts
        Gm          Bb
Arguing with ghosts

F                 Bb    F
I get lost in my home town
                       Bb     F
Since they tore the drive-in down
                     Bb     F
I find myself all turned around
                  Bb    F   Bb
I get lost in my home town