Ghost Of Myself taby ukulele według Brown Bird

A Lord knows I D love you
A And I miss your fine D face
A It's just not the D same when you're E gone

D There's nothing but E time to A explore in my D mind
And find things I A don't want to E find

D But I'm not sure E  if I'll make A it out
D I'll be trapped E inside until A you're home D
D A ghost of E myself will be A waiting by the shore D
'Til you're out on the ocean E no more A