Drive-By Truckers - A Ghost To Most Lyrics
I guess I'll never grow a sideburnIt's a shame with all I've got to go betweenI hope somebody's cause takes soonIt's getting hard to find a place a root can sinkMama said a lot of things and be thankful was the one she never minded saying twiceThanks to her I can think clear enough,To be thankful that she died before tonightSaving everybody takes a man on a missionWith a swagger that can set the world at easeSome believe it's God's own hand on the triggerAnd the other dumping water in the streetsTalking tough is easy when it's other people's evilAnd you're judging what they do or don't believeIt seems to me you'd have to have a hole you're ownTo point a finger at somebody else's sheetBaby every bone in my body's gone to jumpingLike they're gonna come through my skinIf they could get along without the rest of me, it wouldn't matter if they didBut skeletons ain't got nowhere to stick they're moneyNobody makes britches that sizeAnd besides you're a ghost to most before they notice,That you ever had a hair or a hideI don't know how good it does a man,To keep on telling him how good it is he's freeFree to wash his ghost down the drain,And free for them to tell him there's no such a thing
