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Ghost Blues chords
Loudon Wainwright III (album version)

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A      E   A         E
My Old dog misses me so
A                   E         B7               E
To the beach or the dog park, he don t want to go
       A          E              A          E
No, he lies there waiting at the foot of my bed
           A               E          B7         E
Because he knows I m right there even though I m dead

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

    A          E       A          E
The day that I died, I knew I was toast
               A                B7       E
Next day I was hanging out with Marley s ghost
A         E              A         E
Help this father, he s a friend of mine
B7
That old Cain can t keep from crying

      A        E                 A           E
At my memorial service there was quite a turnout
A            E                  B7        E
Some stayed away, hey, what was that all about?
                    A      E           A
Tell me, didn t she love me, 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

        A          E                  A          E
Now I m out of the picture, yeah, I m off of the hook
       A        E              B7          E
Just a chuck of time, that was all that it took
         A           E      A         E
Was it a shot from a gun, a slip of a knife?
A                 E                   B7              E
I don t know what killed me, Lord, it might have been life

  A         E        A            E
I had a few children, wrote a few songs
      A          E           B7        E
I got some of it right and a lot of it wrong
  A            E             A            E
I bought a few houses, a few 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

A       E         A                E
Being a ghost is, you re just in between
A        E                        B7   E
Each and every day of the year is Halloween, yeah
       A        E                    A      E
You re hanging around but you re not really there
       A        E             B7        E
You re hovering over your own old easy chair

            A          E            A             E
Lord, I was hoping for heaven, that would ve been swell
      A       E                           B7       E
Cause being a ghost, Lord, it s just like being in hell
       A                 E             A            E
You re hungry and you re tired and you can t get no rest
              A          E        B7               E
An though I d settle for heaven, oblivion would be best

          A       E     A        E
I ve been flying around rattling chains
             A               B7         E
Appearing in mirrors just to make 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               E
To the beach or the dog park, he don t want to go
       A          E              A          E
No, he lies there waiting at the foot of my bed
           A               E          B7         E
Because he knows I m right there even though I m dead . . .


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