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Intro: A E (4x)
A E A E
My Old dog misses me so
A E B7 E
To the beach or the dog park, he don t want to go
A E A E
No, he lies there waiting at the foot of my bed
A E B7 E
Because he knows I m right there even though I m dead
A E A E
You late husband, that would be me
A E B7 E
I ve been gone so long I m just a faint memory
A E A E
I ve been disparaged in passing by your friends late at night
A E B7 E
I blew out the candles on em, it served em right
A E A E
The day that I died, I knew I was toast
A B7 E
Next day I was hanging out with Marley s ghost
A E A E
Help this father, he s a friend of mine
B7
That old Cain can t keep from crying
A E A E
At my memorial service there was quite a turnout
A E B7 E
Some stayed away, hey, what was that all about?
A E A
Tell me, didn t she love me, didn t he care?
E B7 E
Nobody saw me out I was right there (I was doing a head count)
A E A E A E B7 E
A E A E
Now I m out of the picture, yeah, I m off of the hook
A E B7 E
Just a chuck of time, that was all that it took
A E A E
Was it a shot from a gun, a slip of a knife?
A E B7 E
I don t know what killed me, Lord, it might have been life
A E A E
I had a few children, wrote a few songs
A E B7 E
I got some of it right and a lot of it wrong
A E A E
I bought a few houses, a few boats, a few cars
B7
Being a ghost you might as well be on Mars
Cause you re so far off
A E A E A E B7 E
A E A E
Being a ghost is, you re just in between
A E B7 E
Each and every day of the year is Halloween, yeah
A E A E
You re hanging around but you re not really there
A E B7 E
You re hovering over your own old easy chair
A E A E
Lord, I was hoping for heaven, that would ve been swell
A E B7 E
Cause being a ghost, Lord, it s just like being in hell
A E A E
You re hungry and you re tired and you can t get no rest
A E B7 E
An though I d settle for heaven, oblivion would be best
A E A E
I ve been flying around rattling chains
A B7 E
Appearing in mirrors just to make you insane
A E
Making those noises in your house late at night, yeah
B7
I got to haunt you even though it ain t right
A E A E
My Old dog misses me so
A E B7 E
To the beach or the dog park, he don t want to go
A E A E
No, he lies there waiting at the foot of my bed
A E B7 E
Because he knows I m right there even though I m dead . . .
Written by Loudon Wainwright III