Ghost Woman Blues as sung by George Carter On my way home by that lonesome graveyard, On my way home by that lonesome graveyard, A ghost jumped out. (yeah, man) she was young. Wasn't no ghost at all. Some girl asking for a (ride). Wasn't no ghost at all. Some girl asking for a (ride). She said Boy Come here, Take me to your room. My ghost woman, man, she sure do keep me thin. My ghost woman, man, she sure do keep me thin. She spend all my money I make at L & N. I ain't no lamp, but my wick is burning low. I ain't no lamp, but my wick is burning low. Come and trim my wick, before it refuse to glow.
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