I'm sitting here haunted by the past
My mind wanders back as I try to hold on fast
To all the good times good times we had here
But there's an empty space and a lonely tear
Well they come and go in and out the door
And they're throwing darts but no one's keeping score
Jukebox on the wall plays a lonely tune'
There's a chill in the air and a ghost in the saloon
There was a time not so long ago
When the laughter and the spirits used to flow
Now I'm thinking 'bout how everything just changed
And I'm knowing that I'm the one to blame
Sitting here feeling so downcast
Knowing that night you were very smashed
Tried to talk you into sticking 'round
But you left and now your six feet in the ground