A Ghost to Most

I guess I'll never grow a sideburn It's a shame with all I've got to go between I hope somebody's cause takes soon It's getting hard to find a place a root can sink Mama said a lot of things And "Be thankful" was the one she never minded saying twice Thanks to her I can think clear enough To be thankful that she died before tonight Baby, every bone in my body's gone to jumping Like they're gonna come through my skin If they could get along without the rest of me It wouldn't matter if they did But skeletons ain't got nowhere to stick their money Nobody makes britches that size And besides, you're a ghost to most Before they notice that you ever had a hair or a hide Saving everybody takes a man on a mission With a swagger that can set the world at ease Some believe it's God's own hand on the trigger And the other dumping water in the streets Talking tough's easy when it's other people's evil And you're judging what they do and don't believe It seems to me you'd have to have a hole in your own To point a finger at somebody else's sheet Baby, every bone in my body's gone to jumping Like they're gonna come through my skin If they could get along without the rest of me It wouldn't matter if they did Skeletons ain't got nowhere to stick their money Nobody makes britches that size And besides, you're a ghost to most Before they notice that you ever had a hair or a hide I don't know how much good it does a man To keep on telling him how good it is he's free Free to wash his ghost down the drain And free for them to tell him there's no such a thing Baby, every bone in my body's gone to jumping Like they're gonna come through my skin If they could get along without the rest of me It wouldn't matter if they did Skeletons ain't got nowhere to stick their money Nobody makes britches that size And besides you're a ghost to most Before they notice that you ever had a hair or a hide