Ghost To Most Lyrics - Drive By Truckers

I guess I'll never grow a side-burn 

It's a shame with all I've got to go between 

I hope somebody's cause takes soon 

It's getting hard to find a place a root can sink 

Mama said a lot of things and be thankful was the one she never minded saying twice 

Thanks to her I can think clear enough, 

To be thankful that she died before tonight 

Saving everybody takes a man on a mission 

With a swagger that can set the world at ease 

Some believe it's God's own hand on the trigger 

And the other dumping water in the streets 

Talking tough is easy when it's other people's evil 

And you're judging what they do or don't believe 

It seems to me you'd have to have a hole you're own 

To point a finger at somebody else's sheet 

Baby every bone in my body's gone to jumping 

Like they're gonna come through my skin 

If they could get along without the rest of me, it wouldn't matter if they did 

But skeletons ain't got nowhere to stick they're money 

Nobody makes britches that size 

And besides you're a ghost to most before they notice, 

That you ever had a hair or a hide 

I don't know how good it does a man, 

To keep on telling him how good it is he's free 

Free to wash his ghost down the drain, 

And free for them to tell him there's no such a thing