Audio – Jeb Lipson

March 17, 2022March 17, 2022

The Daily Demo (kinda weekly yo) “There’s a Ghost in This Guitar”

This is one of those songs that just happened one morning last week in about 5 minutes when i was contemplating selling my 1st real guitar..

There’s a Ghost in This Guitar

Sorry kid the price is firm I thank you for your time

See this was made the right way back in 1959

It’s all there original not one screw’s been turned

Honest wear from playing and all those lessons learned

There’s a ghost in this guitar take you buy the hand

Might lead you down a rocky road it ain’t the promised land

It’s the land I lived in and now it’s time to go

Yeah there’s a ghost in this guitar I thought that you should know

See that ding on the corner that’s from a bar room fight

I was only fifteen when I snuck in that night

To play and learn from the old guys before the internet

That was so damn long ago but i’ll never forget

Yeah there’s a ghost in this guitar take you buy the hand

Might lead you down a rocky road it ain’t the promised land

It’s the land i lived in and now it’s time to go

Yeah there’s a ghost in this guitar I thought that you should know

Hey wait don’t walk away so fast there might just be a way

you seem like and honest kid so give me half today

Then pay the rest to the widow the minute that you can

Just remember i’ll be watching kid from wherever I am

Cause there’s a ghost in this guitar take you buy the hand

Might lead you down a rocky road it ain’t the promised land

It’s a land i lived in and now it’s time to go

Yeah there’s a ghost in this guitar I thought that you should know

February 26, 2022February 28, 2022

Dogs just don’t live long enough!!! I said goodbye to my best friend Lexie on January 3rd.. Had to write about it.

***oh wow, I just received a request for full lyrics by a complete stranger/new friend/fan. Thanks Wayne!! Here they are:

Lyrics by Jeb Lipson, Music by Jeb Lipson

This won’t be an easy day, I gently lay you in the car. One last ride together, you and me we’ve come so far

I think about the memories, and of all the birds, I thank you for the conversations no one else ever heard

I might have waited way too long, I hope you understand. No easy way to let you go, i guess that’s just who i am

I’m sorry for the pain your in, hell you can barely stand. It ain’t about me no more, I’m gonna do the right thing at hand

A dozen years of free love, given unconditionally. Turns out to be not so free, in the end it’s killing me.

Paid for all at once, and paid for in full. Still never known a better deal, and I probably never will.

Our last trip to Canada, we’re both so young and free. That tall grass point on Matheson’s will for every stay with me

They lay you on a table underneath the tree, give us both a minute, feels like eternity

I watched you take your last breath, now i’m a grown man, just cryin like a baby, your empty collar in my hand.