Guitar Man


Centre stage he takes the stand

All alone beneath hot spot without a band

His dreamy eyes peer through the dreary gloom

First chords hush down the heaving crowded room


He strums the strings and sings out strong

That oh so long ago forgotten song

His feet drum up the beat of memories so bitter sweet

From days forever gone


Yes he is the geet-arr man who just too easy can

Bust open broken hearts in tune wit’ music man

Not so easy listening for those that yearn

True love let go no way to return

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