Behind This Guitar

I love the towns, love the crowds
And I love the way my life's turned out... the way it has
I get to sing and chase my dreams but like they say with all good things
There's strings attached

Now don't get me wrong, my life's a song but you know me
And I belong girl where you are
From time to time it feels like I'm
Trapped and somehow stuck behind this guitar

Behind this guitar is just a boy who had a dream in his heart
Behind this guitar is just a guy who can't believe he got this far

When I was a kid and the other kids
We're doing what most kids did, well there I was
Sitting on the edge of my twin bed
Picking till my fingers bled, got in my blood

Now that's not to say I didn't fish or play
Goof around and act my age, and be home by dark
But from 8 or 9 to right here tonight
You might say I pretty much grew up behind this guitar

Behind this guitar is just a boy who had a dream in his heart
Behind this guitar is just a guy who can't believe he got this far

Now I've always said that I've been blessed
Why me, is anybody's guess, well I don't know
But I'm well aware the man upstairs
Could have answered any others prayers and let mine go

Aw but thanks to him, my family and friends
And those who got me where I am, you know who you are
Now with that in mind the truth is I'm not the only one behind this guitar



Credits
Writer(s): Casey Beathard, Phil O Donnell, Donald Sampson
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