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started to strum
And I wrote this song for her

I drove my truck through the muddy water stream
Grabbed myself a cup of dark Jim Beam
I said honey where you

Hear That Music

Poco

Deliverin'

1971

I don't know why the sun don't shine
Just listen to my music all the time
And I don't know why people pass me by
Just to sitting here singing my song

Just want to pick up my guitar
Write a song to pass it on
Well by doing this
That's my only chance
For some sort of freedom
Yeah freedom

Perhaps it is

Just want to pick up my guitar
Write a song to pass it on
Well by doing this
That's my only chance
For some sort of freedom
Yeah freedom

Perhaps it is

wet, my face was very long
The pastor said "Son, here you are
Won't you please take this guitar?
Sing dear departed granny one last song"

And I sang

It was the greatest gift of all
At least the greatest one for me
I was 12 years old
She fulfilled all my dreams
With that new guitar
I knew I'd go

Guitar Slingers Song and Dance

Blackfoot

Rattlesnake Rock 'N' Roll: The Best of Blackfoot

1994

here on my own

Come on now, won't you take a chance
On the guitar slingers song and dance
Cry at night for there's no romance
On the guitar

And baby I'd look good in your passenger seat
Play me a song
Sing to me
Touch me like I'm your guitar strings
Take me away for the night
I know you're

I Used to Be a Country Singer

Gordon Lightfoot

A Painter Passing Through

1998

Oh I cried inside but I couldn't tell if it was for her or for me
So I grabbed my axe and we sang a song in two part harmony
Ever since that day when

Singing old songs like a well
Like an old guitar rockin by the lake
I sing that old song like a well
cnd see the rain drop down 
In the middle of nowhere

a bike
I started grinding soon
I lost another 10 pounds
Safe to say I'm on the move
I'm 18 months sober at the time I made this song for you
But if I hit

All my life I have been seaching
For the fabled promised land
With my sisters and my brothers
We shall walk there hand in hand
Through the trials

Jackie

The Walker Brothers

The Collection

1996

inside my opium den
Surrounded by some china men
I'd sing the song that I sang then
About the time they called me "Jacky" 

If I could be for only

away, somewhere I can go
Where I won't be judged for who I am
I drop a fiver and the doorman stamps my hand
We'll sing along to every song, we'll scream

Emma Jean's Guitar

Chely Wright

Let Me In

1997

guitar
 
I wonder if she played it in a small town talent show
With her hair teased to perfection in a dress her mama sewed
And for a little

as a babe, coming back down
The other one, bad news, Walter Matthau
It's been
One year since my pops passed
The worst year of my whole life
December 18th, it

and can I borrow her car?
oh, not another guy
not another guitar
no, not another guy
not another guitar

she said you boys of song
you're all the same

Knock Knock
Walter Reed
I just came on my steed
I got a letter for the president
And it's a noble deed
I hear he's spreading the virus 
With lighting

walls that bound me
And the years that went by too slow
And the songs that I sang to the blue sky above me
As I walked in that big prison yard
Singing

Sitting out by the fire
Surround by barbed wire
Playing my guitar
Underneath the stars
Singing songs all night
Underneath the full moonlight
Singing

the past
No turning back for me
So get off the ground and off your knees
If I wanted to stay
I'd have it my way
Cause I drink
And get by
Playin on Friday

some words, for a song I had written[00:17.86]She was bringing her Fender guitar[00:22.79]We agreed a time and a place in a bar[00:26.92]At the station

know?)

So, what's going on here?
(Basically, the guitar's playing different melodies)
(From each of the songs on the album)
Oh, okay, that's- that's

me
Then I got off my ass and myself money
To be the goat, it ain't easy
Walter Bowser passed everything in like a week
But for my girl, I keep falling