Ghost Town - Hal Ketchum

I can’t see the burned out night light

Her spirit calls from long ago, long ago

Something doesn’t ring right

Must be my telephone

Breakin' in another morning

Shadows cold across the floor, across the floor

I miss you sweet magnolia

I missed your love and nothing more

It’s like a Ghost Town when she’s gone

City lights can’t spark a flame

I’m not quite sure where I belong

Old love songs sure don’t sound the same

I can’t sleep, so I can’t dream

Tumbleweed keeps rollin' on

Like a Ghost Town when she’s gone

Stacked up papers

Empty bottle full of blues, full of blues

Oh, ain’t nothing sacred

Nothing but the sight of you

Long gone feelings

Travel well down dusty roads, dusty roads

You give me one good reason

To think she’s ever coming home

It’s like a Ghost Town when she’s gone

City lights can’t spark a flame

I’m not quite sure where I belong

The old love songs sure don’t sound the same

I can’t sleep, so I can’t dream

Tumbleweed keeps rollin' on

Like a Ghost Town when she’s gone

Livin' in a Ghost Town

Livin' in a Ghost Town, yeah