There was something spooky in his voice And something strange on his face When he shut the lid I saw my name was on the case Guy Clark - The Guitar
Well I'm not a preacher I'm not a politician If I reach ya It's cause ya happen to listen I'm just a guy with a guitar singing a song for you I'm just
sunglasses I ain't that guy I ain't that guy I ain't no G-Q worry-fied sushi lovin mr right crying sensitive kind I ain't that guy Kepp your fuel efficient
the first time And you said to me (There's Somethin'), Somethin', somethin' about this place Somethin' 'bout lonely nights And my lipstick on your face Somethin', somethin' about My cool Nebraska guy
I used to laugh, I used to cry I used to do everything I wanted to I don't know when, I don't know why But somewhere I must have lost that guy I knew
Ellis McDaniels In a place called McCoom Mississipi about 1926 He moved to Chicago about 1938 Where his name was eventually changed To Bo Diddley He practiced the guitar
Come on now, bread and butter No one knows a better mother She's the guy who kills the sky Burns the night out when she goes away She's the boat in the
it away in the back of my brain And tell you 'bout the other shit I have to complain about that day Picked up the guitar, tried to play Couldn't get
weeks or so I'm gonna take 'em to Restaurants and everything Gonna get'em some Real good cocaine They don't get much Where they come from And this one's guy
, I can't take too much loud music I mean I like to play it but I sure don't like the racket Noise, but I can't hear anything Just guitars screaming, screaming, screaming Some guy
[ with Sue York ] We're above suspicion both you and I They say that I'm a good girl and that I'm a good guy We belong to others but the power of love
shall not depart And I know when they said it, it turns my heart, yeah Hey, hey, hey, hey Guy, guy, guy, guy Guy, guy, guy, guy Guy, guy, guy, guy
Yeah, you're a down and dirty blues man Look-a-here You play blues on blue guitar According to the news man As far as blues goes you a star I'll
, I might cut you loose 'Cause I think I found myself another lover. You're lyin' to me just like a dog, and you know you're looking just like another. [Guitar
down easy Mellow down easy when you really wanna blow your top, ahahahah he He fellows Just wait a minute Buddy can you play your guitar Shake
who made the blues Who?s gonna fill those great big shoes?.. (Tell me) BB ?n Albert?.and Freddie their the King??.they ruled the world by bending those guitar
I'm the type of guy to bust your eye, you lose your whiteness You comin' butt when you wish upon a star But I could never be butt, so yo, bust the guitar
