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