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 O 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 O Im so tired of following this ghost