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[Verse 1]
A                                        D             A
Late one night the midnight ghost rolled out of San Jose
                                D                  A
We could hear the echo of the whistle across the bay
G               D
Gypsy said that he could hear
    E                   A
The freedom he couldn't see
                         G
I smiled and rubbed old Rex's head
E                       A
  I think he understood me


[Chorus]
          D            A
From the Hills of California
          D             A
Along the North Carolina coast
      D                     A
Gypsy saw the skies looking through my eyes
       G                A
Riding on the midnight ghost
       G                A
Riding on the midnight ghost


[Verse 2]
                                     D                A
Gypsy would grab my arm and ask what we were passing by
                                     D              A
I'd describe the Rio Grande and the redwood in the sky
    G                D                   E                 A
Now we never talked about the time my mistake took away his sight
          G                    E                    A
Gypsy had accepted that he said Rex makes it all right


[Chorus]
          D            A
From the Hills of California
          D             A
Along the North Carolina coast
      D                     A
Gypsy saw the skies looking through my eyes
       G                A
Riding on the midnight ghost


[Verse 3]
                                      D                  A
We made friends in every state that's real important to me
                                    D                         A
Gypsy and Rex would have a home if something should happen to me
G              D                    E                  A
But I know the only thing that would bring old Gypsy down
                      G                  E                     A
Is having to miss the midnight ghost and all of those moving sounds


[Chorus]
          D            A
From the Hills of California
          D             A
Along the North Carolina coast
      D                     A
Gypsy saw the skies looking through my eyes
       G                A
Riding on the midnight ghost
          D            A
From the Hills of California
          D             A
Along the North Carolina coast
      D                     A
Gypsy saw the skies looking through my eyes
       G                A
Riding on the midnight ghost.