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This Old Guitar

This old guitar
Seen dusty roads and smoky bars
Back seats of all my old cars
City lights and southern stars

This old guitar
It’s told the truth, it’s told some lies
Sometimes it sings, sometimes it cries
It’s who I am- it’s my disguise

This old guitar
It’s just wood and strings and steel
This old guitar
Always knows just how I feel
This old guitar
It’s seen its share of broken hearts
It’s got cracks and broken parts
It’s a symphony of scars

This old guitar
Hell, I have even gone and named it
I have cursed and blessed and blamed it
Still my fingers have not tamed it

This old guitar
Guess you could say we show our ages
From all the songs and whiskey rages
Crazy stages, final pages

This old guitar
It’s just wood and strings and steel
This old guitar
Always knows just how I feel
This old guitar
It’s seen its share of broken hearts
It’s got cracks and broken parts
It’s a symphony of scars

This old guitar
Has played for kings and played for paupers
It’s all the gold that’s in my coffers
Still I can’t give it all it offers

This old guitar
It’s just wood and strings and steel
This old guitar
Always knows just how I feel
This old guitar
It’s seen its share of broken hearts
It’s got cracks and broken parts
It’s a symphony of scars

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