"Ghost Of Stephen Foster" lyrics
Met the Ghost of Stephen Foster at the Hotel Paradise
This is what I told him as I gazed into his eyes:
Rooms were made for carpets, towers made for spires
Ships were made for cannonade to fire off from inside them
Gwine to run all night
Gwine to run all day
Camptown ladies never sang all the doo dah day, no, no, no!
Gwine to run all night
Gwine to run all day
Camptown ladies never sang all the doo dah day, no, no, no!
Met the Ghost of Stephen Foster at the Hotel Paradise
This is what I told him as I gazed into his eyes:
Ships were made for sinking, whiskey made for drinking
If we were made of cellophane, we'd all get stinking drunk much faster, ha, ha, ha
Gwine to run all night
Gwine to run all day
Camptown ladies never sang all the doo dah day, no, no, no!
Gwine to run all night
Gwine to run all day
Camptown ladies never sang all the doo dah day!
This is what I told him as I gazed into his eyes:
Rooms were made for carpets, towers made for spires
Ships were made for cannonade to fire off from inside them
Gwine to run all night
Gwine to run all day
Camptown ladies never sang all the doo dah day, no, no, no!
Gwine to run all night
Gwine to run all day
Camptown ladies never sang all the doo dah day, no, no, no!
Met the Ghost of Stephen Foster at the Hotel Paradise
This is what I told him as I gazed into his eyes:
Ships were made for sinking, whiskey made for drinking
If we were made of cellophane, we'd all get stinking drunk much faster, ha, ha, ha
Gwine to run all night
Gwine to run all day
Camptown ladies never sang all the doo dah day, no, no, no!
Gwine to run all night
Gwine to run all day
Camptown ladies never sang all the doo dah day!
Writer(s): James Mathus, Andrew Bird
