Loudon Wainwright III - Ghost blues

^FMy Old ^Cdog ^Fmisses me ^Cso ^FTo the beach or the ^Cdog park, ^G7he don t want to ^Cgo No, he ^Flies there ^Cwaiting at the ^Ffoot of my ^Cbed Because he ^Fknows I m right ^Cthere even ^G7though I m ^Cdead

^FYou late ^Chusband, ^Fthat would be ^Cme I ve been ^Fgone so ^Clong I m just a ^G7faint memo^Cry I ve been dis^Fparaged in ^Cpassing by your ^Ffriends late at ^Cnight ^FI blew out the ^Ccandles on em, ^G7it served em ^Cright

The ^Fday that I ^Cdied, I ^Fknew I was ^Ctoast Next day I was ^Fhanging out with ^G7Marley s ^Cghost ^FHelp this ^Cfather, he s a ^Ffriend of ^Cmine ^G7That old Cain can t keep from crying

At my ^Fmemorial ^Cservice there was ^Fquite a turn^Cout ^FSome stayed a^Cway, hey, what was ^G7that all a^Cbout? Tell me, didn t she ^Flove me^C, didn t he ^Fcare? Nobody ^Csaw me out ^G7I was right ^Cthere (I was doing a head count)

Now I m ^Fout of the ^Cpicture, yeah, I m ^Foff of the ^Chook Just a ^Fchuck of ^Ctime, that was ^G7all that it ^Ctook Was it a ^Fshot from a ^Cgun, a ^Fslip of a ^Cknife? ^FI don t know what ^Ckilled me, Lord, it ^G7might have been ^Clife

I ^Fhad a few ^Cchildren,^F wrote a few ^Csongs I got ^Fsome of it ^Cright and a ^G7lot of it ^Cwrong I ^Fbought a few ^Chouses, a few ^Fboats, a few ^Ccars ^G7Being a ghost you might as well be on Mars

^FBeing a ^Cghost is, ^Fyou re just in be^Ctween ^FEach and ^Cevery day of the year is ^G7Hallo^Cween, yeah You re ^Fhanging a^Cround but you re not ^Freally ^Cthere You re ^Fhovering ^Cover your own ^G7old easy c^Chair

Lord, I was ^Fhoping for ^Cheaven, that ^Fwould ve been ^Cswell Cause ^Fbeing a ^Cghost, Lord, it s just like ^G7being in ^Chell You re ^Fhungry and you re ^Ctired and you ^Fcan t get no ^Crest An though I d ^Fsettle for ^Cheaven, o^G7blivion would be ^Cbest

I ve been ^Fflying a^Cround ^Frattling ^Cchains Appearing in ^Fmirrors just to ^G7make you in^Csane Making those ^Fnoises in your ^Chouse late at night, yeah ^G7I got to haunt you even though it ain t right

^FMy Old ^Cdog ^Fmisses me ^Cso ^FTo the beach or the ^Cdog park, ^G7he don t want to ^Cgo No, he ^Flies there ^Cwaiting at the ^Ffoot of my ^Cbed Because he ^Fknows I m right ^Cthere even ^G7though I m ^Cdead . . .