She gave me an old guitar She said teach yourself to play You've been lookin kind of bored Maybe this will fill your days She went out and I stayed in
sound Of music made for no reason at all It's a rocky road Down 9th Avenue Past the sea of cars And fields of fume That old guitar is never played
WRITTEN BY MICHAEL BACON Well you say you'll climb the highest mountain In the whole damn world I think you will yes I'm sure you will But you may
