My Guitar
I pick the strings on my guitar
Hard and harder as times get dark
The skin on my fingers get thicker time and time again
My dad passed it down when I turned 18
Learned every song from Mayer to Springsteen
Grew more in love every time i strummed a chord
You may only see a beat up on guitar
But to me it's a spitting image of my heart
It's been there for every song I've every wrote
Every time I've ever fell in love
Every place I've ever been
And every place I'll ever go
It's been there for a hundred fires and a thousand beers
In the middle of the night when
I'm losing sleep
Its with me at my highs and at my lows
You may only see a beat up old guitar
But to me it's a collection of my scars
A spitting image of my heart
Every now and then it loses its tune
Replace the strings as good as new
Reminds me of that time I got over you
Been through some picks just like friends
The ones I've lost I'll never see again
But new ones come and replace the ones that are gone
You may only see a beat up old guitar
But to me it's a spitting image of
My heart
It's been there for every song I've every wrote
Every time I've ever fell in love
Every place I've ever been
And every place I'll ever go
It's been there for a hundred fires and a thousand beers
In the middle of the night when I'm losing sleep
Its with me at my highs and at my lows
You may only see a beat up old guitar
But to me it's a collection of my scars
A spitting image of my heart
Hard and harder as times get dark
The skin on my fingers get thicker time and time again
My dad passed it down when I turned 18
Learned every song from Mayer to Springsteen
Grew more in love every time i strummed a chord
You may only see a beat up on guitar
But to me it's a spitting image of my heart
It's been there for every song I've every wrote
Every time I've ever fell in love
Every place I've ever been
And every place I'll ever go
It's been there for a hundred fires and a thousand beers
In the middle of the night when
I'm losing sleep
Its with me at my highs and at my lows
You may only see a beat up old guitar
But to me it's a collection of my scars
A spitting image of my heart
Every now and then it loses its tune
Replace the strings as good as new
Reminds me of that time I got over you
Been through some picks just like friends
The ones I've lost I'll never see again
But new ones come and replace the ones that are gone
You may only see a beat up old guitar
But to me it's a spitting image of
My heart
It's been there for every song I've every wrote
Every time I've ever fell in love
Every place I've ever been
And every place I'll ever go
It's been there for a hundred fires and a thousand beers
In the middle of the night when I'm losing sleep
Its with me at my highs and at my lows
You may only see a beat up old guitar
But to me it's a collection of my scars
A spitting image of my heart
Credits
Writer(s): Clayton Mullen
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