GHOST (4:06)

GHOST (4:06) ©2016 Mick Byrd

Another whiskey anthem rolls like tears off my pen. ♪ I swore today would be different but here I am just missing you again. ♪ In another glass or two I’ll imagine a hint of your perfume. ♪ Heartache hits me like a hammer from every lonely corner of this room. ♪ The burn from the bottle can’t soothe the trouble in my soul. ♪ Tonight I’ll lie in your bed - the freight train in my head out of control. ♪ My hands reach out for comfort. They don’t make anything that strong. ♪ Your ghost is all that I’ve got left when the whiskey is gone. ♪ You always loved John Denver. “Sunshine On My Shoulders” made you cry. ♪ I didn’t know the tune back then, now I sing every word of “Rocky Mountain High.” ♪ The songs were sweet and pure like you. That much I understood. ♪ Now the country roads that took him home have taken you away for good. ♪ The burn from the bottle can’t soothe the trouble in my soul. ♪ Tonight I’ll lie in your bed - the freight train in my head out of control. ♪ My hands reach out for comfort. They don’t make anything that strong. ♪ Your ghost is all that I’ve got left when the whiskey is gone. ♪ Your ghost is all that I’ve got left when the whiskey is gone.