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my old guitar
Contributed by
praz
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Saturday, 10th April 2010 @ 12:59:09 PM in AEST
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who brings the crowd
and play so loud
baby it's my old guitar
who starts the show
and steal it you know
baby it's my old guitar
he can make you love, he can make you smile
he will bring you down, then he will take you high
baby I am searching him every minute of the day
to find him once again
night after night who makes you smile
baby it's my old guitar,
on every birthday, you always listened,
to my old guitar,
when I played the songs, it makes me feel
all the wounds of life, will gonna heal,
baby I am searching him, every minute of the day,
to find him once agian,
the last song that I played and sang,
it was Dire Straits Sultan of Swing
baby I am missing you, every single minute of the day
but I have to find you once again.........................
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2010-04-10 12:59:09]
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Re: my old guitar
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by emystar on
Saturday, 10th April 2010 @ 08:47:28 PM AEST
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Very unique write.
It really tells the story 'bout how it is with your old guitar.
Good work.
smiles,
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