Ray Scott - Guitar For Sale lyrics

Guitar for sale Fairly good shape [?] California Early ’68 A chip the headstock A crack in the spruce top But no major damage as far as I can tell Guitar for sale It’s been around the world Seen all fifty states Yeah, this old thing can talk I’m pretty sure It’d have a lot to say It’s been right here beside me While I lived out my dreams Yeah but I think it’s about time I bid an old friend farewell Guitar for sale Yeah and I’d have never found my reason for living Without this old guitar But I won’t let what brought us together Tear us apart, no I won’t ‘Cause she misses my kisses She hates when I’m gone And she sacrificed many a night In this house alone And, oh, who am I kidding What more do I need Than the love of this sweet little angel Lying next to me Yeah, to hold her is heaven And to lose her’d be hell Guitar for sale Guitar for sale