The first time I held your hand I knew I was a lucky man Felt like God forgave me Of all my wrongs I keep tellin' myself That I'm heaven bound Sometimes
You don't have to keep me on no chain I come a-runnin' when I hear you call my name I must not be too hard to train Took you no time at all Oh, you don
You see it ain't just what I do, it's who I am And that's why I write songs I remember how it blew my mind When I played a song and watched a grown
back home I'm just a guitar in the pawn shop on the corner Hey, come on by and listen to my song Won't you come on by and listen to my song?
Rich man's got his picture On the cover of a magazine Leads a pampered life with a trophy wife And his long black limousines He's got all the money in
Takin' a dip on the Sunset Strip in the mornin' Ain't nothing like the smell of tofu and high dollar wine Except maybe all of them cars lockin' down the
You say, "Hello", like a long lost friend And play me like an old violin In a day or two, you're gone again And I wonder why I keep playin' I sit and
hear 'em sing along I'm just a guitar in the pawn shop on the corner Hey, come on by and listen to my song I've got a lot of memories and a song or
The three little pigs have done built up their home's And the wolf's been chased from the door And little Bo Peep has done found all her sheep And now
You don't have to keep me on no chain I come running when I hear you call my name I must not be too hard to train Took you no time at all You don't
He said crickets catch more brim But worms catch more bass And it really ain't them brand new shoes That make you run so fast He said you better finish
like the whole world is fight'n The sun might be shining But even the skies are blue These are hard days Heavy old hard days Dead string guitar days
Don't look so sad, I know it's over. But life goes on, and this old world will keep on turning. Let's just be glad we had some time to spend together
Sit'n here count'n the cars go buy In a hour must a been one or two The sheets are flapp'n on momma's clothes line Its an old front porch swing afternoon
I'm sorry a phone call Is the best I could do at this time Your busy But this on again off again Is start'n to mess with my mind So baby Cover your
Good Morning Sunrise, How long has it been? Well It looks like, I drank myself sober again. Ever Since she left me, You've been so hard to face. Good
I thought Jack Daniels was the working man's tea It was the windows to the life I used to lead I used to ramble like a feather in the breeze But nowadays
The first time I held your hand I knew I was a lucky man Felt like god forgave me for all the wrong I keep tell'n myself That I'm heaven bound Sometimes