Ghostwriters

I’ve seen the world from inside of a bar
Western shoulder on a parlour guitar
Tweed go to 12 not 11
That’s the sound if you wanna get to Heaven you knew
I’m headed for the other side of living
No more struggles, just slide away
They’ll forget me here but I left standing, dear
I’m getting what I want, sleeping on your lawn
I’ve seen the world from inside of a bar
Western shoulder on a parlour guitar
Tweed go to 12 not 11
That’s the sound if you wanna get to Heaven you knew
I’m headed for the other side of living
No more struggles, just slide away
They’ll forget me here but I left standing, dear
I’m getting what I want, sleeping on your lawn
I’m headed for the other side of living
No more struggles, just slide away
They’ll forget me here but I left standing, dear
I’m getting what I want, sleeping on your lawn