This Old Guitar

This old guitar climbed many mountains
This old guitar crossed many seas
And every night as I lay dreamin’
This old guitar dreams next to me

We started on this road together
Rollin’ down that long highway
Seen sunny days and inclement weather
One more time let me hear you say

CHORUS
I’m just an old wooden box with some wires on the top
But you can hear every note of the blues in what I sing
Just hold me when you’re down & wrap your arms around
Play that chord again and let it ring

This old guitar has danced in heaven
This old guitar as run down through hell
But it keeps in tune and it keeps a secret
It tells a story true and it tells it well

Too many times I’ve been abandoned
Too many times I’m too blind to see
But every time I up and pack my suitcase
This old guitar starts to callin’ me

Chorus

This old guitar has been my savior
This old guitar’s been there to see me through
And you never know about gods and lovers
But I know it all when I’m holding you
This old guitar keeps on ringing through
This old guitar looks like it’s me and you
This old guitar here we go again