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It's either Charlie Rich or Bill Monroe But it might be Hank or Elvis friend I really don't know The young news reporter frowned as he turned and walked out But all the regulars knew what he was askin' about Strange things happen here when it's late at night When we pull down the shades and we turn out the lights There's a ghost in the jukebox And it don't come out 'til everybody goes home There's a ghost in the jukebox He ain't doin' no harm so just leave him alone There's just a few of us who know the truth Who've seen it jump and light up from that back corner booth On those nights we'd pull the plug when the crowd was gone Just to hear those golden old hillbilly songs Seems like he knows that he's among friends He ain't made it to heaven and we understand There's a ghost in the jukebox And it don't come out 'til everybody goes home There's a ghost in the jukebox He ain't doin' no harm so just leave him alone Might be the last place that he's got to go But he's still hangin' onto that last drop of soul Aus Songtexte Mania