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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

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