The Old Gray Ghost Chords by Brenn Hill

[Bb] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
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_ _ It's hard to let go [Eb] of him he [Bb] loves the most.
He comes down to the city _ like an old grey [F]
ghost.
_ _ [Bb] Don't trust _ _ anybody.
There's [Eb] people [Bb] all around.
_ _ Mountain _ high for months.
[F] He's finally come [Bb] on.
_ _ _ _ _ _ He's just an old _ coyote.
_ [Eb]
He's head and [Bb] tail low.
He's wandering through the city wondering where the [F] hell to go.
_ [Bb] The city _ people laughing at [Eb] him.
Pointing, telling [Bb] _ jokes.
Saying that ain't just some old man.
It's [F] the old [Bb] grey ghost.
It's the old grey ghost.
Has [Eb] come down the [Bb] crystal river. _ _ _
_ The water's cold there but [F] this concrete makes him shiver.
_ [Bb] It's a lost look in the eyes of [Eb] the ones who've [Bb] taken hold.
_ [Eb]
The old grey [Bb] ghost.
Sure [F] they're gone and [Bb] lost. _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ Take another look at this weathered, forged old man.
_ _ You can almost see the leather reins cross through [F] his hand.
_ _ [Bb] _ Rifle on his shoulder.
_ _ [Eb] A bare tooth on [Bb] his chin.
_ And the long and empty gaze of [F] a man who's seen.
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_ _ _ _ _ _ And the city folks just plunder on.
[Eb]
Smart phones in [Bb] their eye. _ _
Sure they'll save the world like it's some new age [F] battle cry.
_ _ [Bb] _
Riding bikes and electric cars.
Cover their inward. _ _ _
_ Laughing and pointing [F] at one who rides [Bb] alone. _ _ _
_ _ _ The old grey _ ghost.
Has [Eb] come down the crystal [Bb]
river.
_ The _ _ water's cold there [F] but this concrete makes him shiver.
It's [Bb] a lost look in the eyes [Eb] of the ones who've [Bb] taken hold.
_ [Eb] The old grey [Bb]
ghost.
Sure [F] they're gone and lost.
[Bb] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [Gm] _
_ _ _ _ [Bb] _ _ _ [Eb] _
_ Go home.
_ _ Take [Bb]
it. _ _ _ _ _ _ _
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Go _ _ _ _ _ _ [Eb] _
home.
_ _ Where are [F] you _ going? _ _ _ _ _
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Don't just sit and stare at him.
[Eb] _
Old judgment [Bb] clothes. _ _
That ain't just some old man.
It's the old grey [F] ghost.
_ _ [Bb]
He lives on the mountain.
_ [Eb] Far away from all [Bb] progress. _ _
And all we hear is the echoes [F] of the sins we all [Gm] confess. _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [Bb] All we hear is the echoes of [F] the sins we all [Bb] confess.
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