It may not be the best one
It may not be like the rest of ‘em
But she makes it sound so sweet
The melodies she makes it’s saying
On her red guitar
The color never fades away
No matter where she has it placed
And my life would change when I saw
The face of her red guitar
It’s been through hell
Oh, the sound it makes
It takes me to some higher place
She doesn’t have a clue
Oh, that I love to listen to…
Her red guitar, (more…)