Ghost In This Guitar

This is one of the best country rock songs I've heard in a long time, and the album is on of the best to be released in the last twelve months Ghost In This Guitar (Keith Urban & Vernon Rust) Intro: Em | | | | D | | | | Em Down the drainpipe cross the yard and through the fence D Em I risked a whoopion 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 [Refrão] C G And it soaked up all the blood and sweat and teardrops D Em and the beers he missed in smokey 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 Take a listen to the ghost in this guitar Mark Finlayson