Lyrics

the bouncers on Broadway are singing along
to a Southern Rock version of a Hank Williams song
and as I wonder where you are
I wonder am I just another one
in a long long line of dreamers and fools
kicking the can up 5th Avenue
knocking on the door and filling the pews
of the only church with a god I pray to
I am just a man though I wanna be more
like all of my unfulfilled idols before
there’s a star dying and one being born
but they all stick around this Southern town
and they all are singing at the Ryman tonight
every ghost when they turn out the lights
and the people go home oh it must be a sight
to see all of the ghosts at the Ryman tonight
back behind Tootsie’s I swear that I saw
the shadow of Johnny or Roy Acuff
maybe just the smoke of Willie or maybe I’m wrong
but I can’t help but dream or at least write a song
for the giants whose shoulders I’ve been standing on
whose words form the borders of maps that I’ve drawn
who have made me a home
and that home is longing for home
and they all are singing at the Ryman tonight
every ghost when they turn out the lights
and the people go home oh it must be a sight
to see all of the ghosts at the Ryman tonight…