Guitar Song — текст песни (Abra Moore)

Hey, I hear you`re back
Well here don`t you want your guitar back
Why, I really don`t know for sure
And what it is I`m asking for

See the wood it`s slowly fading
But the bridge I fixed it new
I took it downtown to the guitar man
He said he`d do the best, the best that he can
And you know how it was then
I thought it couldn`t last
I thought it was stronger

It`s a mighty fine day to play
three chords is all I have to say
I slip down the road
And the melody`s got such a terrible hold on me
It`s taking me back, taking me back

I keep it in a glass
In case of fire

Hey, why is it taking you so long