Just a Six-String Guitar

Ode to my guitar

Just an electric six-string

I make her cry, I make her sing

She plays for me the story of my life

Sometimes those notes cut like a knife

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I have my wife but my guitar, too

Playing music, those inner blues

When I play its alright

I can survive the dark of night

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To Eddie, to Prince, and Randy, too

I play my guitar, I remember you

We have that music when life seems so unreal

It has that magic a power to heal

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I close my eyes, and those notes are there

I surrender my soul to bare

I pick up that ole six-string

I feel that joy in everything