Hi All,

Here's an old song that sat around for years without being recorded - something short, simple & folky.

This is called Ghost Of Love.

I parked my Jeep by the river to think
Skipped a stone and watched it sink
Now I’m on the bank as a clipper blows
That’s how the ghost of love rolls

I head on home as the night comes down
Thinking about all the roads to town
I see you through the darkness that grows
That’s how the ghost of love rolls

The sheets hold the imprint of her body after dawn
And the bed remains unmade long after she’s gone

We faced the day with a sense of time
Years wash over all of our crimes
Unsteady love is what we chose
That’s how the ghost of love rolls
Yeah that’s how the ghost of love rolls
Baby that’s how the ghost of love rolls
Baby that’s how the ghost of love rolls

BIAB Tracks:
0362: Guitar, Acoustic, Strumming Ev 085
0700: Bass, Electric, PopHalfNotes Ev 085
2364: Synth, ElectroFlutes, Rhythm Ev 085
2811: Piano, Acoustic, Rhythm Ev 085
RealDrums: Mallets and Cajon

As always - thanks for listening!

Bob

Robert S. Dean - SoundCloud Song Channel