There′s smoke on a hill deep in the woods

Comin' from a run down cabin

The lights come on when the rain pours down

And the tin roof′s makin' racket

As a tree stump burned with the lyrics of a song

With no writer to be known

But it's only stormin′ and past midnight when the ghost ranch lights come on

And they purge to the sound of a banjo pickin′

And the pictures hit the floor into little glass pieces

And the dogs all bark when there's no one there

And the silhouetted man with a piercin′ stare

And they don't dive down ′til the sun comes up

Yeah, they whisper in my ear tellin' me I′m the one

When the ghost ranch lights come on

Come on, when the ghost ranch lights come on

Come on, come on

Sleepy Hollow, old coke bottles

Civil War coins found in my yard

The footsteps walk hard on my catwalk

Through these sound waves, they steady talk

Yeah, it sounds like a time from the past, I can't explain

Not unless you're from the 60s on Cadillacs and cocaine

The realm that got me was a burnin′ ring of fire

There′s a ring around my ranch, and I'm forever stuck inside

And we purge to the sound of a banjo pickin′

The pictures hit the floor into little glass pieces

The dogs all bark when there's no one there

I′m the silhouetted man with a piercin' stare

And we won′t dive down 'til the sun comes up

And I'ma whisper in your ear and tell you, you′re the one

Watch the ghost ranch lights come on

Come on, watch the ghost ranch lights come on

Whoa-oh-oh

Whoa-oh-oh