| This old guitar and me
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| And the things that we’ve been through
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| C.F. |
| Martin built him
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| Back in nineteen fourty-two
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| I remember when we met
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| I was only seventeen
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| I spent all my college money
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| On a half a dozen strings
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| I thought my folks would kill me
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| I found out I was wrong
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| They said your future’s written on your face
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| When you sing those travelin' songs
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| So we headed for Kentucky
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| With a suitcase full of dreams
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| My rough-out books, a few t-shirts
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| A worn out pair of jeans
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| Ooh
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| This old guitar and me
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| We spent a lot of nights alone
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| Well, sometimes we’d get lucky
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| And take bar maid home
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| One night stands for breakfast
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| Two strangers with the blues
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| We’d wake up in the morning
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| And both feel a little used
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| Well, home was just a highway
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| We’d roam from town to town
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| Just me and that old flattop
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| Not caring where we’re bound
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| From Maine to California
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| With a five piece travelin' band
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| Singin' songs about the hard times
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| That face the common man
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| Ooh
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| This old guitar and me
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| Lord, we did the best we could
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| One was born a sinner
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| And one a piece of wood
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| God sent a wooden angel
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| To guide me on my way
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| We were meant to be together
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| Until my dyin' day
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| Well, now my dearest old companion
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| Lies underneath my bed
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| Well, our travelin' days are over
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| Man, but the memories fill my head
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| Well, I’ve settled with my family
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| Here in the hills of Tennessee
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| To teach my children’s children
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| 'Bout this old guitar and me
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| Ooh |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song This Old Guitar And Me , by - Vince Gill. Song from the album Two On One: Next Big Thing / Let's Make Sure We Kiss Goodbye, in the genre Кантри