There's a ghost in my guitar Pick it up and you won't get far Before you're playing songs that you don't know Singing words you don't understand Strumming like a dead man's hand Echoes from a Summer long ago Ooh, there's ghost Ooh, ghost a ghost Ooh, there's ghost In my guitar In my guitar In my guitar In my guitar It's a Martin single-O I picked it up a couple years ago From a man who sold it cheap, then walked away That night in a motel room Thunder outside like the voice of doom I strung up that guitar and began to play Ooh, there's ghost Ooh, ghost a ghost Ooh, there's ghost In my guitar In my guitar In my guitar In my guitar Sometimes I get uptight And never hear from the ghost all night But when I'm loose, he comes around every time Me and him, we get along 'Cause I don't mind singing a dead man's song And he don't mind listening to one of mine Ooh, there's ghost Ooh, ghost a ghost Ooh, there's ghost In my guitar In my guitar In my guitar In my guitar