#----------------------------------PLEASE NOTE---------------------------------#
#This file is the author's own work and represents their interpretation of the #
#song. You may only use this file for private study, scholarship, or research. #
#------------------------------------------------------------------------------#
#

Date: 12/2/97; 10:14:45 PM
From: finny@nor.com.au (Mark Finlayson)
Subject: Ghost In This Guitar - The Ranch

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

CHORUS:
        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