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Ghost Of A Chance - Ron Sexsmith
Whith the graceful and grotesque the morning rings
Hear the garbage truck roll by

Hear the birds begin to sing their song of love and praise

And may their happy sound

Be strong enough to raise

Our spirits is off the ground

Or love don't stand a ghost of a chance

I'm on the trail of a storm and everywhere I look

Appear the ones that life has torn

Like pages of a book left to soldier on

No shoulder for to lean

I'd be lost without a song

but if your love wasn't there for me

I just wouldn't stand a ghost of a chance

From where I sit
There's too many eyes crying tears
Too many lives living in fear
Wondering where their sweet dreams have all gone

Too many hands stirring the pot
In a land of haves and have-nots

All wondering why it's all gone wrong

Now as the ballet and burlesque commence to play

Give to me the strength to act
And not look the other way, for there's a war outside

Can't take it lying down

Got to look it in the eye

We've got to stand our ground

Our love don't stand the ghost of a chance

Love don't stand a ghost of a chance