Guitar

Guitar, so good, so far, so bad, so what, I'm not a nut, I'm just

Guitar has gone too far, has gone away, forgot to say goodbye

What would I do if I didn't have shoulders

And what would I do if I didn't have skin?

I'd laugh in the summer and cry in the evening

And once in a while I would

Guitar is in the car, is in the trunk, I'm in a funk, I hate

Guitar make me a star, make me a sun, the only one besides

What would I do if I didn't have knuckles

And what would I do now if I had no chin?

I'd laugh in the winter and cry in the morning

And once in a while I would

Make a record of what you want

Cross it off one by one

Make a record of what you got

Better write in pencil

What would I do?

I would be another man

I would make another plan

I would build a new canal connecting Oregon and Tennessee

And I've got a lovely vest

That I'm getting off my chest

Now it's time I took a rest for a while

One by one and two by four

I don't need them any more

Now I'm closing down the store for a while