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I left home at 18 with an old flat top guitar On my way to make myself a name On the back streets of the city, I stood outside a bar Pickin’ my songs out in the rain I poured my heart out while the sweat rolled down my cheek I tipped my hat as folks just walked along Didn’t have a dime then, nor too much to eat Livin’ on six strings and a song. I played in all the beer joints, every roadhouse near and far I cranked it out and left ‘em wanting more But it wasn’t ‘til I walked up in an Alabama bar ‘Til I found the sound that I’d been lookin’ for Just a couple of long haired boys, but son, they sure could play We hit the road thinkin’ we could do no wrong Burning up that blacktop, in a beat up Chevrolet Nothing but six strings and a song. (Chorus) Well, I’m a little bit gypsy, a little bit ramblin’ man This life I live, it keeps me movin’ on So, if your lookin’ to hold me, you better do it while you can ‘Cause I’m just here for six strings and a song. We knocked ‘em out in Houston, tore ‘em up in Baton Rouge Letras de cancionesPapers said we sure put on a show Woke up in Mississippi with matchin’ new tattoos And just what it says, I still don’t know Livin’ on this highway ain’t no ordinary life Everywhere I’ve been, I call my home Truck stop cookin’ and cheap motels and flashin’ neon lights But, all I really need is six strings and a song. (Repeat Chorus) Honey, I’m just here for six strings and a song. From Letras Mania