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I lift your hands and place them on the neck of the guitar 
My left hand covers yours, I gently help it form the barre
I don't press hard, just firm enough to make each string ring clear
You're playing, I'm just guiding, you drive, I just help steer
Here let me help your right hand play a simple melody 
May I place my hand on yours? Ready? 1-2-3...
Our fingers sync, next thing you know we're playing two as one
I place a kiss behind your ear, I think this lesson's done
Copyright © | Year Posted 2023

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