Old Guitar (words & music by Roy Evan Burstiner)
Im playing notes on an old guitar
Singing my songs from near to far
Beat up notebook to carry my tunes
Leaving each town by the afternoon
Throwing my belongings in a run down car
Im just a man with an old guitar
Missing a string but it don’t matter much
The ones still there are cool to the touch
Frets are worn but they feel so good
neck is warped and there’s cracks in the wood
always sounds good in those roadside bars
I’m just a man with an old guitar
Im going down this dusty road
carrying nothing but this easy load
traveling by day from town to town
This old guitar just gets around
Sitting right here on the stage tonight
Spotlight shining on me oh so bright
barroom empty ‘cept for one or two
playing for drinks and a buck or two
I’ll never be a great big Rock & Roll star
I’m just a man with an old guitar
Don’t know the town I’m passing through
I never need a lot to do
packing my bag by the rising sun
hitting the road like a hired gun
killing time at a local cafe
years have passed and I’m plugging away
At my age I should settle down
Find me a woman in a nice small town
But right now jumping in my rundown car
I’m just a man with an old guitar