| Hey little boy
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| Just sitting on your back porch
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| Picking on your guitar
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| Wishing you were far away
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| Well, I can tell
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| Youve had a little bit fo a dream
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| I see it in your eyes
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| I can hear it in the songs you play
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| And hey little boy
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| Just play it like you feel it Make it so real
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| Its almost to real to take
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| Just swing it like a player
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| Make it like a prayer
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| Its one from the heart
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| Give it all of the hear it can take
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| And when you play what you wanna play
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| Just reach down to the soul
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| You keep on growing and youll know some day
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| That sound is gonna turn into gold
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| Boy, youre taking me there
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| To guitar heaven
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| And without saying a word
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| You lay it all on the line
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| And make me leave my cares
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| In guitar heaven
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| Just go and play your song
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| I could stay all night
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| Play it son
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| (guitar solo)
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| You know, youre taking me there
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| To guitar heaven
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| You make me feel every sound
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| You make it shine like a light
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| Im gonna lose my cares
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| In guitar heaven
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| You go and play that song
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| Im gonna stay a while
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| Go and play that song, boy
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| Im gonna stay a while
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| The way you play that song
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| Makes me wanna smile |