Don Henley – Miss Ghost (Guitar)

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On a misbegotten, moonless night   I stumbled in my door,

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disgusted with my circumstance, soaked to every pore.

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When floating from my bedroom came a moaning and a sigh,

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  "Oh, I've had one too many,   it's just the wind, " says I.

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  I lit up a cigarette   and I poured a good, stiff drink.

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You see I needed to compose myself,   I needed time to think.

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No   sooner had I settled down, the moaning came again,

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drifting through the silence like some otherworldly violin.

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  I bounded up the staircase, I went slippin' and slidin' down the hall.

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  You know, I've been around the whole, wide world   but I was not prepared at all.

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  Uninvited visitor,   unsuspecting host,

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  "Well, I see you've made yourself at home. Good evening, Miss Ghost.

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"You're more beautiful than ever   I feel just like a kid

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  and I commence to trembling   when I think of all the things we did.

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  Skin as pale as marble;   lips as red as blood,

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  Imagine my surprise, my dear,   I thought that you were gone for good.

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  You look so lovely lying there, all stretched out on your back,

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  but I'm the one who's strung up here   on old temptation's rusty rack.

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  And in the wee small hours is when I miss you the most

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and I confess it, I have missed you,   Miss Ghost.

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I threw open the window   and I howled at the rain

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  and I cursed the weakness of the flesh,   this breath and bone,

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and this brute, reptilian brain.

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  What dirty tricks the mind can play   in the lonely dead of night

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  when you bump into the shadow   of a faded love that wasn't right.

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  Way down beneath the surface, far beyond the light of day,

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  so many things lie buried deep   and, baby, they should stay that way.

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  Oh, my wicked, little habit, we've really made a mess,

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  everything's been trivialized in our vain pursuit of happiness.

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  And even though you've come for me   I won't go back with you

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  to some temporary heaven, down some empty, dead-end   avenue.

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  But it's been so good to have you here   and I propose a toast:

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"Here's to seeing through you,   Miss Ghost."