Sweet Guitar

Here we are, it's another bar
A motel room, a country tune
It's no life for man and wife
The memory of your love still fills my mind
My poor old ship, what shape she's in
Someday she'll be straggling in
I'll dry a tear and give a cheer
I'll gladly leave this all behind

All the entrance ramps the lumber camps
The desert skies the railroad ties
The trailer trucks, my lousy luck
All the faceless places along the way
Goddamn this road and all its lanes
My crazy schemes, this Cleveland rain
The broken rhymes the lonely times
You're getting farther from me every day

Silver strings, sing me a song
Sweet guitar, don't do me wrong
Your wooden heart has turned to stone
Another night you stole from me somehow
Sweet guitar don't let me cry
Tell me true now tell me why
You brought me here now take me home
I need her loving arms to hold me now

Hey what's the use, it's all been done
What songs are left that must be sung
What roads are still worth travelling on
It's hard to put a price on wasted time
My poor old ship what shape she's in
Someday she'll be straggling in
I'll dry a tear and give a cheer
I'll gladly leave this all behind

The highway signs the painted lines
The pinball games, the what's your names
The silver spoons the write me soons
All the faceless people along the way
Goddamn this road and all its lanes
My crazy schemes, this Cleveland rain
The broken rhymes the lonely times
You're getting farther from me every day

CHORUS

As recorded on #127 "Songs From A Long Road"