歌曲 | Blue Guitar |
歌手 | Sarah Darling |
专辑 | Every Monday Morning |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
Got a brand new | |
Taylor sittin’ in its case, | |
Haven’t picked it up since the day you left me. | |
And I still miss you. | |
Got a worn out | |
Martin I use on the stage, | |
The one I used to write with everyday. | |
But it doesn’t feel right in my hands, | |
Some guitars they don’t understand the blues. | |
When I’m feeling sad, | |
When I’m looking back, | |
I take out that old blue guitar. | |
Its got a belt buckle scratch on its back. | |
Three-year old strings and worn out frets. | |
Though I have to tune it constantly, | |
It’s the only place | |
I found a melody. | |
It’s close to the hollow sound of pure lonely. | |
When I’m feeling sad, | |
When I’m looking back, | |
I take out that old blue guitar. | |
I guess it knows how it feels, | |
To feel this alone, ‘ | |
Cause my heart’s overflowing, | |
As it fills up this song. |
Got a brand new | |
Taylor sittin' in its case, | |
Haven' t picked it up since the day you left me. | |
And I still miss you. | |
Got a worn out | |
Martin I use on the stage, | |
The one I used to write with everyday. | |
But it doesn' t feel right in my hands, | |
Some guitars they don' t understand the blues. | |
When I' m feeling sad, | |
When I' m looking back, | |
I take out that old blue guitar. | |
Its got a belt buckle scratch on its back. | |
Threeyear old strings and worn out frets. | |
Though I have to tune it constantly, | |
It' s the only place | |
I found a melody. | |
It' s close to the hollow sound of pure lonely. | |
When I' m feeling sad, | |
When I' m looking back, | |
I take out that old blue guitar. | |
I guess it knows how it feels, | |
To feel this alone, ' | |
Cause my heart' s overflowing, | |
As it fills up this song. |
Got a brand new | |
Taylor sittin' in its case, | |
Haven' t picked it up since the day you left me. | |
And I still miss you. | |
Got a worn out | |
Martin I use on the stage, | |
The one I used to write with everyday. | |
But it doesn' t feel right in my hands, | |
Some guitars they don' t understand the blues. | |
When I' m feeling sad, | |
When I' m looking back, | |
I take out that old blue guitar. | |
Its got a belt buckle scratch on its back. | |
Threeyear old strings and worn out frets. | |
Though I have to tune it constantly, | |
It' s the only place | |
I found a melody. | |
It' s close to the hollow sound of pure lonely. | |
When I' m feeling sad, | |
When I' m looking back, | |
I take out that old blue guitar. | |
I guess it knows how it feels, | |
To feel this alone, ' | |
Cause my heart' s overflowing, | |
As it fills up this song. |