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Old guitar Part 2
Oh this ol guitar it just does
some-thing To me
cracks me open Like an ice cold
Bud light
N I starting pouring out all the things on tap ,
that I feel inside
It sure has a funny way somehow of fixing me
Just by hearing its sweet melody
Yeah when he Gave me this ol guitar
I said i swear Grandpa
I'll forever Near and far
carry on This old 6 string and your name
Ill keep it as strong as they were
The day you started the change
with the lesson You handed down to me
With this ol guitar
Yeahhhhh
Now It's all up to me
To be out here
makin my own Destiny
Keep Hunting down
What moves my soul
While planting some roots of my own
Never being too blind
to miss the forest through the trees
For what it's worth your
the best damn part of me
I truly believe God and Him
Their the only the thing
that's gotten me this far
Oh Yeah
And This ol guitar
it just does some-thing To me
cracks me open Like an ice cold
Bud light
N I starting pouring out
all the things on tap ,
that I feel inside
It sure has a funny way
somehow of fixing me
Just by hearing its sweet melody
It Rips the scabs Off my broken heart
So for the pain way down deep
Healing begins to start
it takes control , Holds up the mess
that is my restless soul
Hits me where it hurts ,
Man ill never get used to
being Slapped with 3 chords
And the cold hard ugly truth
yeah This ol guitar
eases my worry of not knowing
exactly where this world is going
It Taught this proud fool
No matter the kinda riff i face.
to love his mistakes
To keep my Head down
when my going Gets tough
I'll never even think
about giving up
it'll all be alright
if I hold steady in my faith
Stay Heading towards the light
And the sweet strumming of its melody ,
Seeping in my head
N sounding through my heart
Bringing back, making sure
The words that he said, never get to far
Yeah its what keeps drawing me back
This ol guitar
it keeps drawing me back
N got Grandpa to thank for that
if where he is wasn't so far
trust me when I say
I'd take off for the day
N You better believe
That I'd take it with me
so he could see
Who I turned out to be!
pay thanks to the man that
Got me this far
....... With His old guitar.
It just does something to me,
Just by hearing its sweet melody
Without a choice
it cuts out the echoes in my mind
N gives a stronger voice
To a story like grandpa's
and this crazy life of mine
some-thing To me
cracks me open Like an ice cold
Bud light
N I starting pouring out all the things on tap ,
that I feel inside
It sure has a funny way somehow of fixing me
Just by hearing its sweet melody
Yeah when he Gave me this ol guitar
I said i swear Grandpa
I'll forever Near and far
carry on This old 6 string and your name
Ill keep it as strong as they were
The day you started the change
with the lesson You handed down to me
With this ol guitar
Yeahhhhh
Now It's all up to me
To be out here
makin my own Destiny
Keep Hunting down
What moves my soul
While planting some roots of my own
Never being too blind
to miss the forest through the trees
For what it's worth your
the best damn part of me
I truly believe God and Him
Their the only the thing
that's gotten me this far
Oh Yeah
And This ol guitar
it just does some-thing To me
cracks me open Like an ice cold
Bud light
N I starting pouring out
all the things on tap ,
that I feel inside
It sure has a funny way
somehow of fixing me
Just by hearing its sweet melody
It Rips the scabs Off my broken heart
So for the pain way down deep
Healing begins to start
it takes control , Holds up the mess
that is my restless soul
Hits me where it hurts ,
Man ill never get used to
being Slapped with 3 chords
And the cold hard ugly truth
yeah This ol guitar
eases my worry of not knowing
exactly where this world is going
It Taught this proud fool
No matter the kinda riff i face.
to love his mistakes
To keep my Head down
when my going Gets tough
I'll never even think
about giving up
it'll all be alright
if I hold steady in my faith
Stay Heading towards the light
And the sweet strumming of its melody ,
Seeping in my head
N sounding through my heart
Bringing back, making sure
The words that he said, never get to far
Yeah its what keeps drawing me back
This ol guitar
it keeps drawing me back
N got Grandpa to thank for that
if where he is wasn't so far
trust me when I say
I'd take off for the day
N You better believe
That I'd take it with me
so he could see
Who I turned out to be!
pay thanks to the man that
Got me this far
....... With His old guitar.
It just does something to me,
Just by hearing its sweet melody
Without a choice
it cuts out the echoes in my mind
N gives a stronger voice
To a story like grandpa's
and this crazy life of mine
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