Born and bred in the one red light town of Harlem, Georgia, Ray Fulcher can… Read Full Bio ↴Born and bred in the one red light town of Harlem, Georgia, Ray Fulcher can almost smell the azaleas that reside twenty minutes away in the Augusta National Golf Club, home of the Master’s. While growing up in small town east Georgia, Ray learned the values of the simple life, what it means to earn a buck, and how a country song means more than honky tonkin’ and sad songs, it’s about a way of life. Growing up on the likes of Travis Tritt, Alan Jackson, Keith Whitley, George Strait & Johnny Cash, those artists would mold not only the music he listened to, but also what kind of life he led. Throughout his tenure at the University of Georgia, while earning his two degrees, he spent his nights scraping money together to frequent the Georgia Theater. There he was inspired by artists such as Luke Bryan, Corey Smith, Eric Church, and The Zac Brown Band. Their early years gave Ray the desire to pick up the guitar and begin writing songs about his small town upbringing, dirt road memories, football games, and pretty girls lettin’ their hair down.

Ray has spent the last several years playing live music all over the southeast playing with artists such as David Nail, Dustin Lynch, Lee Brice, The Marshall Tucker Band, Craig Morgan, Montgomery Gentry, Maddie and Tae, Kid Rock, Luke Combs, Old Dominion and they are showing no signs of slowing down.

In May of 2014, Ray took the next step and made the big move to The Music City. Since moving to Nashville, Ray has since inked a publishing deal with River House Artists and is either writing or in the studio.

Ray's current EP 'Here We Go Again' landed in the top 10 Country iTunes chart in September 2016 and Ray is busy out on the road every weekend for shows. Ray & the band look forward to seeing you at a show soon!

Ghost
Ray Fulcher Lyrics

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You′re that blonde in every Mustang at the red light
And you're every pair of high heels dancing up a good time
You′re the smile in every shadow in those downtown streets
You're everywhere in everything I see

It ain't the space, it ain′t the way
You made a clean break, got a goodbye
It ain′t the touch of your midnight love

That keeps me up all night
It ain't your memory in a picture frame
Or every single one of my mistakes
It ain′t your leaving that haunts me the most
It's your ghost

You′re every diamond shinin' promise in that pawn shop
You′re every song that's on in all the late night truck stops
You're the letters in the top drawer that I ain′t cleaned out yet
You′re anywhere and everywhere I've been

But it ain′t the space it ain't the way
You made a clean break, got a goodbye
It ain′t the touch of your midnight love
That keeps me up all night
It ain't your memory in a picture frame
Or every single one of my mistakes
It ain′t your leaving that haunts me the most
It's your ghost

I know when the times right that I'll find somebody new
Until then, I′m stuck here with you

It ain′t the space, it ain't the way
You made a clean break, got a goodbye
It ain′t the touch of your midnight love
That keeps me up, yeah, up all night
It ain't your memory in a picture frame
Or every single one of my mistakes

It ain′t your leaving that haunts me the most
It's your ghost

Overall Meaning

These lyrics from Ray Fulcher's song "Ghost" depict the lingering presence of someone who has left a deep mark on the singer's life. The song suggests that the person addressed in the lyrics continues to haunt the singer, even though they are physically absent. The ghostly presence is symbolized by various elements and experiences that remind the singer of this person.

The lyrics highlight the ubiquitous nature of the ghostly figure, portraying them as being present in various forms and places. The use of imagery such as being the "blonde in every Mustang at the red light" and the "smile in every shadow in those downtown streets" indicates that the ghost is ever-present in the singer's surroundings. They are also compared to objects and moments that hold significance, like the "diamond shinin' promise in that pawn shop" and the "letters in the top drawer that I ain′t cleaned out yet." These references further emphasize the emotional impact and the pervasive nature of the ghost.

The chorus emphasizes that it is not the physical aspects or memories associated with the person that haunt the singer the most, but rather their intangible presence - their ghost. The haunting is not simply a result of the person's exit from the singer's life, but also a result of the emotional connection and the void left behind. The closing lines express the singer's acknowledgment that he will eventually move on, but for now, he remains trapped in the presence of the ghost.

Overall, the song "Ghost" explores the idea of how someone can continue to have a profound impact on us even after they are gone. It delves into the concept of emotional attachment and the lasting effect that can linger long after a physical departure.

Line by Line Meaning

You're that blonde in every Mustang at the red light
You represent the image of a desirable woman in every moment of anticipation or pause

And you're every pair of high heels dancing up a good time
You symbolize the excitement and energy of a night out in every woman confidently wearing high heels

You're the smile in every shadow in those downtown streets
You embody the happiness and positivity found in unexpected places within the bustling city

You're everywhere in everything I see
You permeate my entire existence, your presence is felt in all aspects of my life

It ain't the space, it ain't the way
The longing I feel isn't caused by physical distance or the circumstances of our separation

You made a clean break, got a goodbye
You left without any loose ends, saying a proper farewell

It ain't the touch of your midnight love
The physical intimacy we shared at night isn't the main reason keeping me awake

That keeps me up all night
What truly keeps me awake is the thought of you haunting my mind

It ain't your memory in a picture frame
The mere act of preserving memories through photographs doesn't trouble me the most

Or every single one of my mistakes
Even my own wrongdoings and errors don't torment me as much

It ain't your leaving that haunts me the most
The departure itself isn't the primary source of my haunting feelings

It's your ghost
It is the lingering presence of your essence, the intangible reminder of what once was

You're every diamond shinin' promise in that pawn shop
You symbolize all the hopeful possibilities and unfulfilled dreams represented by diamonds in a pawn shop

You're every song that's on in all the late night truck stops
You represent the soundtrack of lonely nights in truck stops, playing in every song that echoes through the air

You're the letters in the top drawer that I ain't cleaned out yet
You are the unwritten letters that still reside in the drawer, waiting to be dealt with and put to rest

You're anywhere and everywhere I've been
You are present in all the places I've visited and experienced, regardless of geographical location

I know when the times right that I'll find somebody new
I am aware that eventually, when the circumstances are favorable, I will discover a new romantic connection

Until then, I'm stuck here with you
Until that moment arrives, I remain emotionally entangled and unable to move on from you

It ain't the space, it ain't the way
The distance and circumstances of our separation don't play a significant role

You made a clean break, got a goodbye
You left without any loose ends, saying a proper farewell

It ain't the touch of your midnight love
The physical intimacy we shared at night isn't the main reason keeping me awake

That keeps me up, yeah, up all night
What truly keeps me awake is the thought of you haunting my mind

It ain't your memory in a picture frame
The mere act of preserving memories through photographs doesn't trouble me the most

Or every single one of my mistakes
Even my own wrongdoings and errors don't torment me as much

It ain't your leaving that haunts me the most
The departure itself isn't the primary source of my haunting feelings

It's your ghost
It is the lingering presence of your essence, the intangible reminder of what once was

Writer(s): Brock Berryhill, Jay Brunswick, Ray Fulcher

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