Ghost Blues

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My Old dog misses me so
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To the beach or the dog park, he
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 don't want to go
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No, he lies there waiting at the 
A          E
foot of my bed
           A               E   
Because he knows I'm right there 
       B7         E
even though I'm dead

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You late husband, that would be me
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I've been gone so long I'm just a 
B7        E
faint memory
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I've been disparaged in passing by
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 your friends late at night
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I blew out the candles on em, it
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 served em right

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The day that I died, I knew I was 
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toast
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Next day I was hanging out with 
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Marley's ghost
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Help this father, he's a friend of 
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mine
B7
That old Cain can't keep from crying

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At my memorial service there was 
A           E
quite a turnout
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Some stayed away, hey, what was 
B7        E
that all about?
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                    A      E      
Tell me, didn't she love me, 
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didn't he care?
       E          B7          E
Nobody saw me out I was right there 
(I was doing a head count)

A E A E A E B7 E

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Now I'm out of the picture, yeah, 
    A          E
I'm off of the hook
       A        E              B7
Just a chuck of time, that was 
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all that it took
         A           E      A    
Was it a shot from a gun, a slip 
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of a knife?
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I don't know what killed me, 
     B7              E
Lord, it might have been life

  A         E        A            
I had a few children, wrote a few 
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songs
      A          E           B7  
I got some of it right and a lot 
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of it wrong
  A            E             A   
I bought a few houses, a few 
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boats, a few cars
B7
Being a ghost you might as well be 
on Mars

Cause you're so far off

A E A E A E B7 E

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Being a ghost is, you're just in 
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between
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Each and every day of the year is 
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Halloween, yeah
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You're hanging around but you're 
   A      E
not really there
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You're hovering over your own old
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 easy chair

            A          E          
Lord, I was hoping for heaven, 
  A             E
that would've been swell
      A       E                   
Cause being a ghost, Lord, it's 
        B7       E
just like being in hell
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You're hungry and you're tired and
     A            E
 you can't get no rest
              A          E     
An though I'd settle for heaven, 
   B7               E
oblivion would be best

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I've been flying around rattling 
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chains
             A               B7   
Appearing in mirrors just to make 
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you insane
             A              E
Making those noises in your house 
late at night, yeah
B7
I got to haunt you even though it 
ain't right

A      E   A         E
My Old dog misses me so
A                   E         B7
To the beach or the dog park, he
               E
 don't want to go
       A          E              
No, he lies there waiting at the 
A          E
foot of my bed
           A               E   
Because he knows I'm right there 
       B7         E
even though I'm dead . . .