The Guitar
The guitar
sweet strings
like the sweet sounds
of an early morning birds
sweet strings
that touches my soul
it brightens my mood
it bring joy to my heart
oh play me the guitar
and I will never worry
no more
sweet strings
that brings out a lasting
glory to the mind
it makes my head
go places and high
it hype is satisfying
it rhythms kills depression
it sounds gave my hope
oh play me the guitar
and let me fly away
out from this world
the guitar
sweet melody
you gave to the world
you sound touches
the moon
cos you bleed love
to my tender soul
oh play me the guitar
and let me dance for the world
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