Ghost In His Guitar Lyrics - In The Ranch - Keith Urban

Down the drain pipe, cross the yard and through the fence 

I risked a whoopin' every time I went 

'Cause white boys weren't allowed on the colored side of town 

But I was proud to call that old black man my friend. 

He had a pillow by the bed he used to pray on 

And a beat up old guitar he let me play on 

I knew where my fingers went from his greasy fingerprints 

Yeah, he was passin' on what was handed down to him. 

And it soaked up all the blood and sweat and teardrops 

And the beers he missed in smokey little bars 

And sometimes that old man he comes alive in my hands 

I feel the beating of his sad old broken heart 

Just like there's a ghost in this guitar, a ghost in this guitar. 

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Well, the night before he died he made me take it 

He said, "You play it now, 'cause I gotta go" 

And I can feel him in my fingers when I play it 

'Cause sometimes I'm in control and sometimes 

I just sit back and let him go, Sit back and let him go. 

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And it soaked up all the blood and sweat and teardrops 

And the beers he missed in smokey little bars 

And sometimes that old man he comes alive in my hands 

I feel the beating of his sad old broken heart 

Just like there's a ghost in this guitar, a ghost in this guitar. 

Take a listen to the ghost in this guitar...