On my way home, by that lonesome graveyard
On my way home, by that lonesome graveyard
A ghost jumps up and says 'Come on, be my man'
No ghost at all, someone asking for a ride
No ghost at all, someone asking for a home
She says 'Come here boy and take me, to your room'
That young ghost woman, she keeps, she keeps me thin
That young ghost woman, she keeps, she keeps me thin
She spends all the money I make on the L & N
I ain't no lamp, but my wick is burning low
I ain't no lamp, but my wick is burning low
Better light me up another before I go
On my way home, by that lonesome graveyard
On my way home, by that lonesome graveyard
A ghost jumps up and says 'Come on, be my man'
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