In the key of E flat
I remember thinkin it was over
And that man of mine would soon be comin home
But nowadays you cant depend on nothin
And I never can get drunk in this house all alone
And the falling of the shadows wakes me up when I need you most
And Im so tired of following this ghost
The picture frame on the fireplace has rusted
And Abraham Lincoln can go to Hell
Well, for all I care this civil war is just murder
And your yellowed face dont hardly ring a bell
And the rumors out of Richmond echo down in the morning post
And Im so tired of following this ghost
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Im so tired of following this ghost
My nights all burn up in this heat and turn to steam
But I know theyre drinkin on that battlefield
And prayin every night just makes me mean
Im not askin much Im just saying that I cant stay up
And if this thing is ever done
Dont bother and wake me up to say who won
PEDAL STEEL SOLO
And the summers are longer every year
And the wind dont blow down the southeast coast
And Im so tired of following this ghost
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Im so tired of following this ghost