Lord, won't you help me through the night?
Won't you help me through the night?
We will worry about tomorrow when it comes
And now it's all that I can take
To sit and watch us break
Wishing into your arms I could run

In all of my days, you mean the most
And now I've got to give up your ghost
We'll raise a glass, just one final toast
And we'll drink to giving up your ghost
Now I'm giving up your ghost

Every day I look a little more like my father
And every day I look less like me
Now how brave is your love?
Would a promise be enough?
That some day again we would meet?

In all of my days, you mean the most
Now I got to give up your ghost
We'll raise a glass, one final toast
And wе drink to giving up your ghost
Now I got to give up your ghost

In all of my days, you meant the most
But now I got to givе up your ghost
We'll raise a glass for the final toast
And drink to giving up your ghost
Now I'm giving up your ghost

Got to give up your ghost