Ghost Writer

Lyrics
Oh I used to stay up every night I be so all alone In my hand my trusty pen I work it to the bone Ghost writer, writer, writer, write Everybody thinks I'm doing fine Ghos writer, writer, writer I'm gonna lay you down a line I used to live down on Ludlow Street 1964 Then I was so innocent But now I know the score Ghost writer, writer, writer, writer That's what they call me by name Ghost writer, writer, writer For fortune and for fame We got Shakespeare, Spencer Sydnеy too We all know what they do I'm a poet of a kind I know that you arе too Ghost writer, writer, writer, writer Just tryina' make my way Ghost writer, writer, writer I'm gonna lay one down today We got Chaplin with his funny face Jolson with his mask Movie stars all in a race I'm going to Hollywood at last Ghost writer, writer Like a phantom on the trail Ghost writer, writer, writer Yesterday I paid back all of my bail I got buffaloed down on Barrow Street Everybody knows it's true Now I'm standing on my two feet You're with me and I'm with you Ghost writer, writer I'm a New York city son Ghost writer, writer, writer Just tryna' have my fun I've been writing down these old stories now For 'bout eighteen years or so People are startin' to call me a genius I gotta' tell 'em no, no, no, no Ghost writer, writer Tell me what do you have to do Ghost writer, writer, writer, writer To get your story through
Rate this song
0/5.0 - 0 Ratings
Loading comments...
Credits
- Writers
- Garland Jeffreys