This Old Guitar (Full Version)

This old guitar is falling apart

I don't have money to mend it

And this old life is passing me by

Got no ideas how to change it

So if this be the last words that I ever write

And please don't judge them too harshly

If this be the last breath that I ever take

I hope you will remember me fondly

Well, what could I do?

What could I say?

How could I explain all this feeling

Bitchin' and moaning, wasting away

Like a wildfire, it changing the seasons

It was early September when we hit the ground

And we drove to the water and we drove through town

And we found more love than anybody ever does

So we just kept moving

And we saw the colors and a changing of the days

And we scaled the walls where the new soldiers play

And they're all too young but they mean what they say

So we just kept moving

And I wish I had known you when the world was still young

'Fore religion turned reckless, tryna shoot out the sun

And they say we'll be standing when the last war is won

But will we be worthy?

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If you were my future, I'd hold to my coat

And fold you into it and never let go

We'd walk through this land with our message of hope

Just laughing and singing

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