Around midnight
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A shadow appears on center stage
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And sings a haunting melody
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While a distant fiddle plays
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Look closer
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And you can almost see a rhinestone
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Shinning in the dark
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He's still a living legend
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Living right here in my heart
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He's the phantom of the Opry
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A grand old spirit from the Ryman days
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He just feels at home here
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He don't really mean to haunt this place
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Every time it rains in Nashville
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They say the angels cry
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Cause the phantom of the Opry
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Never got to say goodbye
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Some say it's Hanker or Lefty
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Or that Kentucky Bluebird flying back again
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No one knows for certain
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We all know it's more than just the wind
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There's a ghostly sound of steel guitar
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Cryin' in the night
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Doesn't come from center stage
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Often somewhere on the other side
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He's the phantom of the Opry
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A grand old spirit from the Ryman days
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He just feels at home here
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He don't really mean to haunt this place
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Every time it rains in Nashville
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They say the angels cry
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Cause the phantom of the Opry
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Never got to say goodbye
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Around midnight
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A shadow appears on center stage
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Sings a haunting melody
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While a distant fiddle plays
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Phantom Of The Opry
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| Mark Wills |
