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This guitar, it's been around the world and back It's walked the lower east side, rode the train tracks headed west It's hitched a ride to Texas, sailed down to Mexico It's found its way most anywhere and it's got a ways to go This guitar and all the wonders that it's seen It's passed out in the gutters played in palaces for kings It's serenaded ladies from Savannah to Cheyenne Some friends it makes for life and some it never sees again And I don't know where the song is going Yes, and I don't know how the song began Hitting highs and lows Life, it keeps unfolding With each break and every bend I'll stay strung on six strings bound until the end This guitar, it's done its best to make some change It's striking hard against the odds for all who are in needs It's stormed the gates and barricades and marched the picket lines It may not make a difference but at least I know I tried This guitar, they said would never make a dime Instead it fills a jar with dollar bills from time to time Though it might make me a millionaire if fortune seeks me out That may not be the best idea but it's the thought that counts Letras de canciones And I don't know where the song is going Yes, and I don't know how the song began Hitting highs and lows Life, it keeps unfolding With each break and every bend I'll stay strung on six strings bound until the end This guitar, it always finds a place to play It's drowned in empty bar rooms, headlined on a sold-out stage It's made some people dance and sing It's made some people cry It picks a chord that hits your core before it says goodbye This guitar, it's got a tale or two to tell It's reaching for the stars but has it's roots kept underground A story bound for glory listen close and you will see 'Cause one day this guitar is going down in history Yeah, one day this guitar is going down in history From Letras Mania