My first guitar was a loaner, an old off brand my cousin let me keep
Back when I was learning how to play like the boys in Tennessee
I?d sit up every night and pick it until my fingers turned green
Hell I learned how to make her talk on these Black Diamond Strings
Well Daddy showed me three chords but Jimmy Steele taught me how to play
I thought it surely must be magic the way he made it ring
But he said it ain?t no secret son, It?s these Black Diamond Strings.
Well I don?t know if they still make ?em, back then they were the best.
A good time didn?t cost much, two ninety five a set
Back before I left Faye Ellen to chase my hillbilly dream.
All it took to make me happy was an old guitar and Black Diamond Strings.
Now I?ve been to the mountain top; had my share of troubles too.
But if I could do it all again, Lord I know just what I?d do
Because if I could have just one wish I?d take a trip back in a time machine
To the day I learned to play the Wildwood Flower on Black Diamond Strings
Back before I left Faye Ellen to chase my hillbilly dream
All it took to make me happy was this old box and Black Diamond Strings