Play, guitar play Take me back to yes-terday
let me see cotton growin' in the fields
Let me hear my momma callin' "Look a yon-der y'all who's comin'!
Down the road, he's comin' home!" but they know i never will.
I left them livin' with that awful thang i done
I didn't tell them I just packed my clothes and run
Play Guitar play Help me through another day.
Help me make another dollar before I go
We got time for one more song then we'll have to move along
another town another crowd Lord I wonder if they know
Can they read between the lines in my songs
as i sing about a good boy, that went wrong
Guitar we got years to kill
Got to climb that distant hill
I wonder if they think of me
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