Morrison Fixed His Guitar

MORRISON FIXED HIS GUITAR
(Robert Morgan Fisher/Extended Family Music-BMI)

Let this world report me well and truly
As I ascend to my evening empire
Twilight breeze at my back makes me feel like Kerouac
All the wildflowers have grown back from the fire
Love brought me here and I believe I feel the Earth's
pulsing courage and unbreakable heart
Every being is my son in whom I am well pleased
Now that Morrison fixed his guitar

Full moon rises like a freshly polished cueball
looks like it was only born tonight
frames the funny notion it just popped out of the ocean
There's not one single crater in sight
I'm sponsoring other drivers in my lane
Marveling at the miracle of my car
Let this world report me well and truly
Morrison fixed his guitar

CHORUS
Yeah Morrison's guitar got fixed
Holy state of grace striking up the band
And just like the artisan that he is -
repaired it with his two bare hands

The lead story on the evening news is happy
And every radio station plays my favorite song
After all these years, finally found a real career
fragile attitudes of failure all but gone
And for the first time you know I think I understand:
Every furrow in the field is a scar
Let old seeds of disappointment be transformed by our tears
Now that Morrison fixed his guitar

CHORUS

It's an old Gibson Sunburst acoustic
Takes a little axe to bring down a big tree
Threw it across the room in fit of rage and gloom
And from that day forth remained our refugee
But no more will the muse be left unmanned
The drought is over, refill the repertoire
Witness now the prodigal's return
Morrison fixed his guitar

CHORUS

Love brought me here and I believe I feel the Earth's
pulsing courage and unbreakable heart
Every being is my son in whom I am well pleased
Now that Morrison fixed his guitar
Let this world report me well and truly
Now that Morrison fixed his guitar