Conway Twitty
Play, Guitar, Play
Play, guitar playTake me back to yesterdayLet me see, cotton growing, in the fieldsLet me hear, my momma callingLook a-yonder ya-all who's comingDown the road, he's a coming homeBut they know I never willI left them living with that awful thing I doneI didn't tell them I just packed my clothes and runPlay, guitar playHelp me through another dayHelp me make another dollar, before I goWe got time, for one more songThen we'll have to move alongAnother town, another crowdLord I wonder if they knowCan they read between the lines in my songAs I sing about a good boy that's went wrongGuitar we got years to killWe got to climb that distant hillI wonder if they think of meGuitar play
From Letras Mania