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