This old guitar climbed
many mountains
This old guitar crossed many seas
And every night as I lay dreaming
This old guitar lies
next to me
We started on that road together
Rollin' down that long highway
Seen sunny days and
inclement weather
One more time,
let me hear you say
I'm just an old wooden box
With some wires on the top
But you can hear every note
Of the blues in what I sing
Just hold me when you're down
And wrap your arms around
And play that chord again
Let it rain
This old guitar's danced in heaven
This old guitar's run through hell
It keeps in tune most nights
It keeps a secret
It tells a story, Lord, and it tells it well
Too many times I've been abandoned
Too many times
I'm just too blind to see
But every time I up and
pack my suitcase
This old guitar starts to callin' me
I'm just an old wooden box
with some wires upon the top
But you can hear every note
of the blues in what I sing
Just hold me when you're down,
Lord, and wrap your arms around
And play that chord again, and let it ring
Hey, this old guitar has been my savior.
This old guitar's been there
to see me through.
And you never know these days
about gods and lovers.
But I know it all when I'm holdin' you
This old guitar keeps on
ringin' through
This old guitar looks like it's me and
you
Yeah, it looks like it's just
me and you again.
Yeah
Thank for