Ghosts in songs

[Captain Kundalini]

I keep drinking malted milk, trying to drive my blues away.
I keep drinking malted milk, trying to drive my blues away.
Baby, you're just as welcome to my loving as the flowers is in May.

Malted milk, malted milk, keep rushing to my head.
Malted milk, malted milk, keep rushing to my head.
And I have a funny, funny feeling and I'm talking all out my head.

Baby, fix me one more drink and hug your daddy one more time.
Baby, fix me one more drink and hug your daddy one more time.
Keep on stirring my malted milk, mama, until I change my mind.

My doorknob keeps on turning, there must be spooks around my bed.
My doorknob keeps on turning, there must be spooks around my bed.
And I have a funny, funny feeling and the hair's rising on my head.

"Malted Milk"
Music and Lyrics by Robert Johnson

[circledancer]

Question!

Sweet berries ready for two ghosts are no different than you.
Ghosts are now watiging for you all.
Are you...
Sweet berries ready for two ghosts are no different than you.
Ghosts are now waiting for you all.
Are you...
Dreaming! Dreaming the night! Dreaming all right!

Do we! Do we know, when we fly?
When we, when we go
Do we die?

Sweet berries ready for two ghosts are no different than you.
Ghosts are now watiging for you all.
Are you...
Sweet berries ready for two ghosts are no different than you.
Ghosts are now waiting for you all.
Are you...
Dreaming! Dreaming the night! Dreaming all right!

Do we! Do we know, when we fly?
When we, when we go
Do we die

LALALALALALLALAALALALALALAALALALALA

Do we, do we know
When we fly
When we, when we go
Do we die

System of a Down

[Project]

An old cowboy went riding out one dark and windy day
Upon a ridge he rested as he went along his way
When all at once a mighty herd of red eyed cows he saw
A-plowing through the ragged sky and up the cloudy draw

Their brands were still on fire and their hooves were made of steel
Their horns were black and shiny and their hot breath he could feel
A bolt of fear went through him as they thundered through the sky
For he saw the Riders coming hard and he heard their mournful cry

Yippie yi Ohhhhh
Yippie yi yaaaaay
Ghost Riders in the sky

Their faces gaunt, their eyes were blurred, their shirts all soaked with sweat
He's riding hard to catch that herd, but he ain't caught 'em yet
'Cause they've got to ride forever on that range up in the sky
On horses snorting fire
As they ride on hear their cry

As the riders loped on by him he heard one call his name
If you want to save your soul from Hell a-riding on our range
Then cowboy change your ways today or with us you will ride
Trying to catch the Devil's herd, across these endless skies

Yippie yi Ohhhhh
Yippie yi Yaaaaay

Ghost Riders in the sky
Ghost Riders in the sky
Ghost Riders in the sky
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Guess the title :) one of my all-time favorite songs... did Art ever use it as bumper music?

[Skookum]

Guess the title one of my all-time favorite songs... did Art ever use it as bumper music?
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Ghost Riders In The Sky
Lyrics: Stan Jones
Music: Stan Jones

I've also seen it as: (Ghost) Riders in the Sky, or just, Riders in the Sky
bumper music? not sure
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The Highwaymen
Written by Jimmy Webb

.................
I was a highwayman, along the coach roads I did ride,
With sword and pistol by my side.
Many a young maid lost her baubles to my trade.
Many a soldier shed his lifeblood on my blade.
The bastards hung me in the spring of twenty-five:
But I am still alive.

I was a sailor, I was born upon the tide.
And with the sea I did abide.
I sailed a schooner round the Horn to Mexico.
I went aloft and furled the mainsail in a blow.
And when the yards broke off, they said that I got killed:
But I am living still.

I was a dam builder across the river deep and wide;
Where steel and water did collide.
A place called Boulder on the wild Colorado,
I slipped and fell into the wet concrete below.
They buried me in that gray tomb that knows no sound:
But I am still around.
I'll always be around,.
And around and around and around and around.

I fly a starship across the Universe divide.
And when I reach the other side,
I'll find a place to rest my spirit if I can.
Perhaps I may become a highwayman again.
Or I may simply be a single drop of rain;
But I will remain.
And I'll be back again,

And again and again and again and again.

[nightcat]

Little Ghost
The White Stripes


Little ghost, little ghost
One I'm scared of the most
Can you scare me up a little bit of love?
I'm the only one that sees you,
And I can't do much to please you
And it's not yet time to meet the lord above

The first woman that I met her
I did not expect a specter
When I shook her hand I really shook a glove
She looked into me so sweetly
And we left the room discreetly
No one else could know the secret of our love

Little ghost, little ghost
One I'm scared of the most
Can you scare me up a little bit of love?
I'm the only one that sees you,
And I can't do much to please you
And it's not yet time to meet the lord above

Every morning I awoke
And I see my little ghost
Wond'rin' if it's really her that's lying there
I lean to touch her and I whisper
But not brave enough to kiss her
When I held her I was really holding air

Little ghost, little ghost
One I'm scared of the most
Can you scare me up a little bit of love?
I'm the only one that sees you,
And I can't do much to please you
And it's not yet time to meet the lord above

Though I try my best to keep it
There really was no secret
Must have looked like I was dancing with the wall
No one else could see this apparition
But because of my condition
I fell in love with a little ghost and that was all

Little ghost, little ghost
One I'm scared of the most
Can you scare me up a little bit of love?
I'm the only one that sees you,
And I can't do much to please you
And it's not yet time to meet the lord above
No, it's not yet time to meet the lord above

[Alpha]

Ghosts

There's tombstone in a snowy field
Close by an old ghost town
The epitaph's been weather-blown away
There's a belltower where petitions peeled
It's been half torn down
But it must have softened every soul that came to pray
There's a schoolhouse full of broken glass
And wounded walls
The rusty swings like derelicts sleeping in the weeds
There's a picture-graduation class
Staring down deserted halls
THE HOPE OF 44 is what it reads
It's just as if some restless wind blew their dreams away far away
It's just as if those dreams had never been but oh-
I feel their ghosts around me now- I hear them say
They've come back home to dream those dreams again

Kansas ( Walsh, Morse, Ezrin)

[gormworm]

"Aaaah-ehh, .. aaaah-ehh, ...
aaaah-ehh, ... aaaah-ehh, ...
aaaah-ehh, ... aaaah-ehh, ...
(deedle dee dee)

Aaaah-ehh, .. aaaah-ehh, ...
aaaah-ehh, ... aaaah-ehh, ...
aaaah-ehh, ... aaaah-ehh, ...
(deedle dee dee)

And when I see her I go
Aaaah-ehh, .. aaaah-ehh, ...
aaaah-ehh, ... aaaah-ehh, ...
aaaah-ehh, ... aaaah-ehh, ...
(deedle dee dee)

Aaaah-ehh, .. aaaah-ehh, ...
aaaah-ehh, ... aaaah-ehh, ...
aaaah-ehh, ... aaaah-ehh, ...
(deedle dee dee)

Aaaah-ehh, .. aaaah-ehh, ...
aaaah-ehh, ... aaaah-ehh, ...
aaaah-ehh, ... aaaah-ehh, ...
(deedle dee dee)

And when I see her I go
Aaaah-ehh, .. aaaah-ehh, ...
aaaah-ehh, ... aaaah-ehh, ...
aaaah-ehh, ... aaaah-ehh, ...
(deedle dee dee)

Yeah."

Aaaah-ehh
-- Barnes & Barnes

[Grim Jim]

Ghost Train

Way out west an Arizona cowboy tends the herd
The desert lies beneath a sky of blue
Far away, in brightest day, a ghostly sound is heard
The phantom of the rail comes into view

Hear that lonesome whistle callin'
On his lonely ear is fallin'
Loud and clear, just hear that lonesome wail
But it's just the ghost, the phantom of the rail

Little did he know the train was wrecked in '84
After it had crossed the Great Divide
Every year it tries again to make it just once more
If only to the California Line

Hear that lonesome whistle callin'
On the barren desert fallin'
Loud and clear, just hear that lonesome wail
But it's just the ghost, the phantom of the rail

Clickity-clack along the track, it's boiler showin' red
As on it comes along the rusty rails
People that are ridin' in the cars have long been dead
Lost in time along the Phantom Trail

Hear that lonesome whistle callin'
On the barren desert fallin'
Is it real to feel the very ground beneath him shake
As on it comes, the only run it ever makes

Cross here comes the phantom, as his eyes in wonder gaze
His pony shys and heads in for the brush
And as it comes upon him terror grips his heart, amazed
Leapin' to avoid it's onward rush

Hear that lonesome whistle callin'
On the barren desert fallin'
Thought he saw the engineer, thought he heard him once more wail
As on he went, forever bent, on stayin' on the ghost train rail