My Old Guitar

My old guitar never cheated, or ever done me wrong It did help me shed a tear, from a happy cry It was there keeping company, when the night got to long And even made my family smile, when daddy died This old guitar makes me warm, when I get cold And even makes me hot, for my baby to hold My old guitar helped me find, my beautiful lovely wife The night I was playing it, in a local bar It helped me find true love, for the rest of my life It even helped me get the money, to buy a brand new car My guitar makes me warm, whenever I get cold And even makes me hot, for my baby to hold My old guitar is wonderful, It helps me make a living It helps me pay all my bills, and own this little home It helps me set and write my songs, for my band and I to sing It does keep me away from her, but she calls me on the phone It's always there to keep me warm, when I get cold And even makes me hot, for my baby to hold