Daddy's Red Guitar

I was a little girl, when I'd sit and gaze at that old red guitar my daddy played
Oh how the strings rang true and a voice, oh so smooth
It always washed my troubles away

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Play for me a song I know on that old red guitar from long ago
Hold those memories so dear that we've cherished through the years
Sing my soul back home

Well the years went by and I often found myself
Listening to the songs from long ago
In my memories so true, I think I always knew
There'd never be another place like home

That old red guitar sits in the corner now
The strings on it are worn with age
I never will forget how daddy played it then
Took my cares away