Granddad had a 6 string he played bad, but didn't he sing with all the soul he had Late night summer time backyard granddad swoons Some off key willie and johnny out of tune I learned quick what a mess a song can fix When life was shit, we hummed along to it And our problems went (wing, bang bang, ring dang dang) gone That's how we got along Oh I, got my soul from the ghosts that we're buried on I get my love from the cemetery i got my soul from the ghosts we're buried on 22 carlton up on high street, you could come find me Living with my uncles and my teenaged mother, Grandma and my cousin and a couple others With my 2nd hand shirt, iI walked in 2nd hand shoes And in a second i'll put on another record, let me choose for ya How about the blues brothers? I cannot turn you loose? I learned fast that a mess would never last Longer than it taked to hum, it passed And our problems went (wing, bang bang, ring dang dang) gone That's how we got along Oh I, got my soul from the ghosts that we're buried on I get my love from the cemetery I got my soul from the ghosts we're buried on I got your soul granddad when you carried on, I kept the load on the road that you tarried on I got my soul from the ghosts that we're buried on Soul.