| Katy brought my guitar back today
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| I left it there to play, when I’d stay over
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| And I remember all those nights
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| Sitting in the fireplace light
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| And how she loved to hear me play
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| Katy brought my guitar back today
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| Katy brought my guitar back today
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| I’ve seen it make her cry, over and over
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| She told me when I wasn’t there
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| And she would wake up feelin' scared
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| She’d hold it in her arms and be okay
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| Katy brought my guitar back today
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| We had our stormy times like anybody else
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| Oh, more than once I broke her heart
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| And when I couldn’t tell her I was sorry by myself
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| I could tell her with an old guitar
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| But, I’m afraid this time things have gone too far
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| Katy brought my guitar back today
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| I guess that means this time it’s really over
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| And as I sit and play it now
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| The songs all seem so sad, somehow
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| I wish that I’d of left it in the case
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| Katy brought my guitar back today
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| And I remember all those nights
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| Sitting in the fireplace light
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| And how she loved to hear me play
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| Katy brought my guitar back today |