[00:00.00] 作曲 : Urban
[00:01.00] 作词 : Urban
[00:11.95]Down the drain pipe, cross the yard and through the fence
[00:18.35]I risked a whoopin' every time I went
[00:24.50]'Cause white boys weren't allowed on the colored side of town
[00:30.52]But I was proud to call that old black man my friend
[00:36.41]He had a pillow by the bed he used to pray on
[00:42.66]And a beat up old guitar he let me play on
[00:48.65]I knew where my fingers went from his greasy fingerprints
[00:54.71]Yeah, he was passin' on what was handed down to him
[01:00.40]And it soaked up all the blood and sweat and teardrops
[01:06.79]And the beers he missed in smokey little bars
[01:12.94]And sometimes that old man he comes alive in my hands
[01:18.49]I feel the beating of his sad old broken heart
[01:25.38]Just like there's a ghost in this guitara ghost in this guitar
[01:33.02]A ghost in this guitar
[01:40.22]Well, the night before he died he made me take it
[01:46.26]He said, ‘You play it now, ’cause I gotta go’ “
[01:52.01]And I can feel him in my fingers when I play it
[01:58.26]'Cause sometimes I'm in control
[02:01.74]And sometimes I just sit back and let him go
[02:09.34]Sit back and let him go
[02:28.50]And it soaked up all the blood and sweat and teardrops
[02:34.96]And the beers he missed in smokey little bars
[02:41.11]And sometimes that old man he comes alive in my hands
[02:46.70]I feel the beating of his sad old broken heart
[02:53.55]Just like there's a ghost in this guitar
[03:01.15]A ghost in this guitar
[03:05.63]Take a listen to the ghost in this guitar