Loudon Wainwright Iii - Ghost Blues lyrics

My old dog misses me so To the beach, to the dog park, he don't wanna go He lies there, waiting at the foot of my bed Because he knows I'm right there, even though I'm dead Your late husband, that would be me I've been gone so long I'm just a faint memory I've been disparaged in pa**ing by your friends late at night I blew out the candles all on, that served him right The day that I died, I knew I was toast Next thing I was hanging out with Marley's ghost Hamlet's father, he's a friend of mine That old cane can't keep from crying At my memorial service there was quite a turnout Some stayed away, hey, what was that all about? Tell me, didn't she love me, didn't he care? Nobody saw me, but I was right there (I was doing a head count) Now I'm out of the picture, yeah, I'm off of the book Just a chunk of time, that was all that it took Was it a shot from a gun, a slip of a knife I don't know what k**ed me, Lord, it might have been life I had a few children, wrote a few songs I got some of it right and a lot of it wrong I bought a few houses, a few boats, a few cars Being a ghost you might as well be on Mars (‘Cause you're so far out) Being a ghost, yeah, you're just in between Each and every day of the year's Halloween Hanging around, but you're not really there You're hovering over your own old easy chair Lord, I was hoping for heaven, yeah, that would've been swell ‘Cause being a ghost, ah, is like being in hell You're hungry and you're tired and you can't get no rest And though I'd settle for heaven, oblivion would be best I've been flying around, rattling chains Appearing in mirrors just to make you insane Making those noises in your house late at night Yeah, I got to haunt you even though it ain't right My old dog, he misses me so To the beach, to the dog park, he don't wanna go He lies there, waiting at the foot of my bed Because he knows I'm right there, even though I'm dead