You are my autoharp I push every button on your body I push the a minor, the e flat, the f major and especially the c sharp 7 You are my autoharp I play every string in your mind and even when I play them very loud they keep in tune but how will they sound soon You are my autoharp I bought you in a pawnshop in virginia you were cheap but in good condition longing for someone to take you on an exotic trip You are my autoharp I carried you all over the world in my hard case called the heart you're the reason for my blood to keep running through my veins every album again