Some Kind of Ghost (Live)

歌詞

Tied to the crossroads you lay Sweet Lord, I'm coming home to stay. Sworn to the last turn you thrown Sweet Lord, I'm coming home for good. Home Sweet Lord, I'm coming home. Home When I gonna get to go. The sweetest of souls get their fill. If you're telling me they're blessed, Lord, you're nothing but a chill. Pain, they say every name got a page. Sweet Lord, it's written on every face. Home When we gonna get to go. Home Sweet Lord, we're coming home. Don't it feel like some kind of ghost. Don't it feel like some kind of ghost. Don't it feel like some kind of ghost. Don't it feel like some kind of ghost. Don't it feel like some kind of ghost.