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Ghost Town
- wykonawca: Hal Ketchum
Can't see the burned out night light
Her spirit calls from long ago, long ago
Something doesn't ring right
Must be my telephone
Breakin' in another morning
Shadows cold across the floor, across the floor
I miss you sweet magnolia
I miss your love and nothing more
It's like a Ghost Town when she's gone
City lights can't spark a flame
I'm not quite sure where I belong
Old love songs sure don't sound the same
I can't sleep, so I can't dream
Tumbleweed keeps rollin' on
Like a Ghost Town when she's gone
Stacked up papers
Empty bottle full of blues, full of blues
Oh, ain't nothing sacred
Nothing but the sight of you
Long gone feelings
Travel well down dusty roads, dusty roads
Give me one good reason
To think she's ever coming home
It's like a Ghost Town when she's gone
City lights can't spark a flame
I'm not quite sure where I belong
Old love songs sure don't sound the same
I can't sleep, so I can't dream
Tumbleweed keeps rollin' on
Like a Ghost Town when she's gone
Livin' in a Ghost Town
Livin' in a Ghost Town
Can't see the burned out night light
Her spirit calls from long ago, long ago
Something doesn't ring right
Must be my telephone
Breakin' in another morning
Shadows cold across the floor, across the floor
I miss you sweet magnolia
I miss your love and nothing more
It's like a Ghost Town when she's gone
City lights can't spark a flame
I'm not quite sure where I belong
Old love songs sure don't sound the same
I can't sleep, so I can't dream
Tumbleweed keeps rollin' on
Like a Ghost Town when she's gone
Stacked up papers
Empty bottle full of blues, full of blues
Oh, ain't nothing sacred
Nothing but the sight of you
Long gone feelings
Travel well down dusty roads, dusty roads
Give me one good reason
To think she's ever coming home
It's like a Ghost Town when she's gone
City lights can't spark a flame
I'm not quite sure where I belong
Old love songs sure don't sound the same
I can't sleep, so I can't dream
Tumbleweed keeps rollin' on
Like a Ghost Town when she's gone
Livin' in a Ghost Town
Livin' in a Ghost Town