Keith Urban - Ghost In This Guitar

[Verse 1]

Em Em Em Em
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Em
Down the drain pipe cross the yard and through the fence
D Em
I risked a whooping every time I went
C
‘Cause white boys weren’t allowed
G
On the colored side of town
Am
But I was proud to call
B
That old black man my friend

Em
He had a pillow by the bed he used to pray on
D Em
And a beat up old guitar he let me play on
C
I knew where my fingers went
G
From his greasy fingerprints
Am
Yeah, he was passing on
B7
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 a live in my hands
Am B
I feel the beating of his sad old broken heart
C D Em D/E Em
Just like there’s a ghost in this gui ta-a-a-a-ar a-ar a-ar

A ghost in this
D D D D
gui tar

[Verse 2]
Em
Well, the night before he died he made me take it
D Em
He said, “You play it now, ’cause I gotta go”
C G
And I can feel him in my fingers when I play it
Am
‘Cause some times I’m in control
B B/D#
And some times I just sit back
Em D/E Em
And let him go oh oh

Sit back and let him

guitar:
D D D D
go ho!
Em Em Em Em

D D B B

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 a live in my hands
Am B
I feel the beating of his sad old broken heart
C D Em D/E Em
Just like there’s a ghost in this gui ta-a-a-a-ar a-ar a-ar
C D/C
A ghost in this gui tar
C D
Take a listen to the ghost in this

Em Em Em Em
gui tar
C D/C C D

Em Em Em Em
C D/C C D/C

Em Em Em Em
C D/C C D

Em Em Em Em
C D/C C Em Am
Em Em Em Em