Im a ghost, Buster
Usually I'm quite debonair;
now I'm a ghost, Buster.
When I'm down at the pub, all the men stare.
Tis because I'm a ghost, Buster.
Damnable son in law had my head cut off.
without getting to know me first.
He really was after my money. But all I left,
was a haunt and a jape and a jest.












