Ramblers Ghost Teclado

	  Intro 
Em  Am   Em  B7  Em  Am  B7 
       Em                     B7                   Em 
She?s off to anywhere, every town grows stale soon enough 

         C             G           Am           Em 
So it's fields to the east and the hills to the west 

       B7 
Under crescent moons and grass?. 
  
                       Em  Am   Em  B7 
She lays her head to rest     

           Em          
she's been in a hundred movies 
    B7              Em 
and in six billion dreams 
        C            G 
taking out wood and wide 
        Am                Em 
singing romance round the fire 
       B7 
giving tastes of truth to those of us employed as liars 
Em Am Em B7 

             C             G 
and we sing ain't that the life 
C            G 
she's got it made 
    Am          Em         B7          Em 
her head in the sand her guitar in the shade 
C        G      C           G 
rambling beauty she sang to me 
    Am         Em 
was she in my mind 
   B7     Em 
or on the tv 
    Am          Em 
yes she's on my mind 
     B7       Em 
come from the tv 


I'll get to the rest of this another time. Should give you the basic idea for the rest of the song... 


noble hobo corporate cutthroat got the wisdom of the tramp 
brother can't spare no crumbs 
don't you trip over the bums 
as you step out of a cab 
on the way to see a gypsy band 

railroad boxcar blasts and burns on down the line 
and her feet are a swingin' 
and the song she's a singin' 
tell of greener fields and freer times 

and we sing ain't that the life 
she's got it made 
her head in the sand her guitar in the shade 
rambling beauty she sang to me 
was she in my mind 
or on the tv 
yes she's on my mind 
come from the tv 

rambling beauty 
let me be your mate for awhile 
be a shoulder for your head 
carry a bag and roll up bed 
another day in this place 
and i swear i'll end up dead 

and how I'm sorry 
that my ancestors threw you in jail 
but now I can see your ramblings were poetry 
will you sell me the rights if I put up the bail? 

and we'll sing ain't that the life 
we've got it made 
our heads in the sand our guitars in the shade 
rambling beauty sing sweet to me 
yeah you're on my mind 
just like on tv 
yeah you're on my mind 
come from the tv