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Keith Urban - Ghost In This Guitar

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Ghost In This Guitar
Keith Urban

Em
Down the drainpipe cross the yard and through the fence
  D                            Em
I risked a whoopin’ every time I went
      C
Cause white boys weren't allowed
       G
On the coloured side of  town
          Am
But I was proud to call
                      B7
That old black man my friend

He had a pillow on 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 passing on
What was handed down to him

CHORUS:
       C                                     G
And it soaked up all the blood and sweat and teardrops
        D                               Em
and the beers he missed in smoky little bars
    C                               G
And sometimes that old man he comes alive in my hands
           Am                            B7
I feel the beating of his sad old broken heart
C                                     D
Just like there's a ghost in this guitar
A
A ghost in this guitar

Well the night before he died he made me take it
He said "You play it know '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

Chorus

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