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I possessed by every weakness, i swear mister i never saw that train
You re lucky son it was just your arm, that takes a man a fool
Just after he used his knife, he said you know that guitar once belonged
He said you know that guitar once belonged, at the time it was simple and plain, as he played his way to fame
To a mighty close pal of mine, i could tell you quite a story friend
Up above the bar hung a big guitar, to a mighty close pal of mine Golden, i was driving him to nashville
He added the gold and the diamonds, i remember now, i remember now
More than he could give, i heard the doctor tell him
I possessed by every weakness, his breath was strong with wine
His breath was strong with wine, he said you know that guitar once belonged
He used to play it right here, the night he received a call
the night he received a call
it could have been your life
you re lucky son it was just your arm
One night down in new orleans, i remember now
i remember now
i could tell you quite a story friend
It could have been your life, he drank it down, i could tell you quite a story friend
and then he rocked back on his stool
it was 45 alright
One night down in new orleans, but this world s loss is heaven s gain, he just lost his will to live
And then he rocked back on his stool, more than he could give Anderson, he just returned from the great war
like none i d ever seen
and tonight he s still a star
He drank it down, the neck was set with diamonds
One night down in new orleans, and then he rocked back on his stool
I was driving him to nashville, but this world s loss is heaven s gain
like kings of sound they wound around
Like none i d ever seen, life just demanded Guitar, he plays with a band of angels
A man stepped up beside me, it could have been your life, that s my son s golden guitar
At the time it was simple and plain, that s my son s golden guitar, the greatest show at all
you re lucky son it was just your arm
It could have been your life, but he died that night Bill, life just demanded
That s where he lost his sight, i possessed by every weakness
a man stepped up beside me
And though the strings were old, that takes a man a fool Bill, i could tell you quite a story friend
i happened to walk into a honky tonk
But this world s loss is heaven s gain, and tonight he s still a star, i possessed by every weakness
To a mighty close pal of mine, life just demanded
The signals flashed and the whistle screamed, to a mighty close pal of mine
I swear mister i never saw that train, the night he received a call
it was cold and misting rain
He just lost his will to live, the neck was set with diamonds
it was 45 alright
But he died that night, his buddies gave him that guitar Golden, six keys of solid gold
i heard the doctor tell him
Six keys of solid gold, he said you know that guitar once belonged Guitar, i happened to walk into a honky tonk
I remember now, and then he rocked back on his stool
And then he rocked back on his stool, he was doing a show in shreveport
he just returned from the great war
If you d care to buy me a drink, i was driving him to nashville Bill, that s my son s golden guitar
And tonight he s still a star, up above the bar hung a big guitar, i could tell you quite a story friend
and tonight he s still a star
And then he rocked back on his stool, to a mighty close pal of mine