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matter what you do I've got better chords than you There is nothing left to prove while I'm alive No matter what you say I've got better chords to play So just beg for my mercy Apologize But if you want something good to sing You've come to the right place cause I'm the king

voice echoes through these hollowed walls Like vibrations underneathe my skin I will sing along with you Tonight youre all that I have left Its so simple to deny but I rather face the truth That everybody dies alone including me and you We can go through the motions and

may drive around in your town Ina brand new shiny car Your face in the wind your haircut's in And your friends think you're bizarre you may find a cushy job and I hope that you go far But if you really want to taste some cool success You better learn to play g

night we were out on tour, Getting ready to do a show. It wasn't anything special, Just another one night stand. When I looked over my guitar, And there stood an old man. His cowboy clothes were frayed and worn, An' his boots were far f

I hear you're back Well here don't you want your guitar back Why, I really don't know for sure And what it is I'm asking for See the wood it's slowly fading But the bridge I fixed it new I took it downtown to the guitar man He said he'd do the best, the best that he

I met a guy He's from New Jersey Took me out to get some food What you do I asked I play the guitar Well baby I play the guitar too Do you have plans for Saturday Do you think that you could watch me play I don't know it depends on what's goin' on backstage So we ta

s just another lazy sunny afternoon Summer breeze blowing into my bedroom Before I even put my feet on the floor I start strumming these chords on my guitar It's just C sharp minor To the B major It sounds kinda like The summer breeze to me And it makes me want to sing I

you don't think that much about life You just live it Like Kerosene dancing around a fire But you're in it So you jump right in Ain't afraid to fall And you give it all She got the best of me She broke my heart Now all that's left of me Is beating in this guitar

Owwww) (Like I love my guitar) Get dirty at the club we're in Use it around your waist like a chain within I got that call so I jumped in my car I love you baby But not like I love my guitar No Not like I love my guitar You couldn't do it all by yourself You

myself out on a limb But I'm happier than I've ever been But this guitar can't keep from crying Learned to get up when I fall Can even climb Rolling Stone walls But this guitar can't keep from crying This here guitar can feel quite sad Can be high strung, somet

you're listening to this song you may think the chords are going wrong but they're not he just wrote it like that. When you're listening late at night you may think the bands are not quite right but they are they just play it like that. It doesn't really matter what chords I pl

gonna play you like a guitar Play you like a guitar I’m gonna play you like a guitar Play you like a guitar You got that thing bout ya’ Kids belonging But I know, na, na, na nothing bout love And I keep tagging on every heartstring Cause I would na, na, na not give you

guitar gets run over By a car on the highway This is a crime against the state This is the meaning of life Tune this electric guitar Tune this electric guitar To tune this electric guitar Tune this electric guitar Electric guitar is brought in to a court of law The jud

cantinho, um violao Este amor, uma cançao Pra fazer feliz a quem se ama Muita calma pra pensar E ter tempo pra sonhar Da janela ve-se o Corcovado O Redentor, que lindo! Quero a vida sempre assim Com voce perto de mim Atè o apagar de velha c

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 sing 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 Of her red gu

never was a cool kid No one ever really gave a damn What I did I liked to party But I never got invited Alone again so Me, myself and I Tried karaoke But they told me I was only okay I guess I never should have sang Beyonce So I dropped

look at you all see the love there that's sleeping While my guitar gently weeps I look at the floor and I see it needs sweeping Still my guitar gently weeps I don't know why nobody told you how to unfold your love I don't know how someone controlled you They bought and sol

re alone above the street somewhere Wondering how you'll ever count out there You can walk, you can talk, you can fight But inside you've got something to write In your hand you hold your only friend Never spend your guitar or your pen Your guitar or y

I walk in a cold reality But I live inside a dream Moderation never works for me I take things to extremes The only way I know to go Is take it way too far But I never speak a killer's name Unless he plays guitar I've got everything I'll ever need Nothin'

was once a boy in love with strangers As I watched them smoke their cigarettes I'd wave I was much too young to think of danger I was curious and innocent and brave Now the wrinkles in my face have gotten deeper I'm an old man that's just 25 years y

went down to the guitar store and I bought myself some things Then I went home to fix this guitar to see if it could sing. When I got done I plugged it in but it made no sound at all. So I was gettin' pretty pissed and I plugged it into the wall. Guess it's not a singing type, it

got my girl, I want your girl, I got his girl, Im a get they girl. Im a rockstar (without a damn guitar) Im a rockstar (I dont need no damn guitar) I got new kicks, I got new whips, on some new shit, wanna do it. with a rockstar (without a damn guitar) Im a rockstar (I dont need

Instrumental *John Paul Jones - bass guitar, double bass, keyboards, guitars, electric mandola, Kyma. *Pete Thomas - drums, percussion. *Paul Leary - lead guitar. *Trey Gunn - rhythm guitar, Warr guitar. *Denny Fongheiser - djembe, drums.

nights of quiet stars Quiet chords from your guitar Floating on the silence That surrounds us Quiet thoughts and quiet dreams Quiet walks by quiet streams And a window looking on The mountains and the sea, how lovely This is where I want to be Here with y

um, people ask me sometimes What my writing process is when I write songs And, yeah, this is basically it I sit in one place Preferably really early in the morning And I sit down with the guitar, or a keyboard And I'll just mash, you know, chor

a highway bound for nowhere I ran my fingers through my tangled hair As I pulled in for another tank of freedom With a hundred miles behind me And a million more to go I was tryin' to put some distance between us I turned on the radio And a voice came over sweet and lo

m working 9 to 5, it's like I'm buried alive My boss is always on my case and I hate him He's got Mercedes Benz with really lame ass rims And I'm stuck at the bus stop waiting His girlfriend is 18 and my girl just dumped me She said 'You can't afford me' and w

originally by The Beatles feat. India.Arie & Yo-Yo Ma) I look at you all See the love there that's sleeping While my guitar gently weeps I look at the floor And I see it needs sweeping Still my guitar gently weeps I don't know why nobody tol

m not ashamed to tell the whole world, oh Without you, I'm nothing at all That I have strings in need of mending I'm out of tune in certain parts So strum the chords of mercy Restore my soul completely Lay your hand upon me And this instrument will breathe [Chorus] '

I was passing by a pawn shop In an older part of town Something caught my eye And I stopped and turned around I stepped inside and there I spied In the middle of it all Was a beat up old guitar Hanging on the wall "What do you want for

do think that you could be Anything that you want to e It's easy, easy when you say that time will tell It don't mean the last orders bell is ringing, ringing And there's always plenty more G&T in the sea You keep playing the same tired old blues songs Ove

you're listening to this song You may think the chords are going wrong But they're not He just wrote it like that When you're listening late at night You may think the band are not quite right But they are They just play it like that It doesn't really matter what chor

down south in Louisiana, up under the Delta heat, child There's an old boy plays an electric guitar right off Rampart Street Sometimes a Go-Go girl come in with him, she be shakin' out a Mojo beat That old boy sure pick some old mean guitar right off Rampart Street

cashed it in down on Avenue A Didn’t have a reason Didn’t have much more to say Well, last time I saw him he was Looking green Y’know, some people never make it Out of this scene Like, Rudy took a hit around Chapter 9 Adios my friend, we had o

a faceless night when the moon was full your song ran through my blood you've got me for good When you're playing the guitar and you know you just might be the one I'm looking for are you playing just for me? cuz you're breaking my heart with every note that

don't want to be a star Just want my chevy and an old guitar I don't want to be a star I don't need the fat cigar My friends wonder what is wrong with me 'Cause I don't get off on my fame I got so much confusion now Sometimes I don't even know my name

story has just begun Only ten pages in and your assumption has won All the skeptics can place their bets It doesn't mean we're done You know we've heard it before It won't make us stop but just want it more All the critics laid down their bets odds are two to one

always takes more than he needs Knows a couple chords, knows a couple leads Johnny always needs more than he takes Forgets a couple of chords, forgets a couple of breaks And everybody tells me Johnny is hot Johnny needs something that he ai

and guitar I got it Words and guitar I like it Way, way too loud I got it Words and guitar Ohh ohh yea ohh (Can't take this away from me) Ohh aaa yea ohh (Music is the air I breathe) Ohh aaa yea (Can't take this away from me) Words and guitar Take take Th

to the no nukes rally the don quixotes made me feel silly went to the punk rock show nobody that i know did go went to my university boys and girls dress up and look pretty went to the party last night i was there, but it was really out of sight my w

me tell you a tale of conspiracy The frightening intrigues and ways born of an ancient rift A golden pact, a sustained wrath, an oath "Worship our Gods forever" Pharaoh and priests are talking greed But who's gonna pay for this?

a dial somewhere between the high eighties and low nineties FM, Elouise plays the first violent femmes for those who wake from twelve to two AM. And her voice is pure and soft, Oh, when she stumbles on her words. And every boy in town is pretty certain he deserves to marry her.

worshipped you treasured you Drove my soul inside of you Dreamed a dream for me and you It's turned into a nightmare And like a drug I can't break loose I've died a million times for you And like a leech you suck from me the hope, the strength left inme My sanity sti

got this old guitar The strings are rusty But it's all I need Bring in the kick drum It can back the beat Let's gather round and sing a song I got a shaker too The kinds of sound That wants to make you move Bring in the uke It will complete the g

I was born for deep conversation Maybe born to feed every nation I might’ve been born to be His creation Or simply to fill out this application Could I have been born to inspire? To be a daredevil and walk through fire? To have a voice as loud as a cho

didn't think to much about books and schoolin' 'Cause there was more important things to do I'd just sit out in the yard and pick my old guitar Tryin' to do what the big hillbillies do. I would sit there by the hour pickin' "Wildwood Fl

d like to take this time to detach my jaw, And really take a look. I think that I'm done. Put away this old guitar, And on my way out, Hang my vocal chords up on the door. If I could just do these things (If I could do these things) If I could maybe do these things

me tell you 'bout Wayne and his deals of cocaine A little more every day Holding for a friend till the band do well Then the D.E.A. locked him away Clang clang, go the jail guitar doors Bang bang, go the boots on the floor Cry cry, for your lonely mother's son

goes the sun, sitting, ducking on guitar Up comes the moon, twinkle, twinkle little star One and one is two HITCHIN' two, to make it four Johnny get your guitar, let's go, go, go Johnny plays the guitar at the weekly record hop He starts starts to twist and turn and then they wou

can still remember I was eight years old The first time that I picked her up little did I know She's taken me to places that I've never been Did my first gig in a rock-n-roll band Berneice, sweet Berneice Get a real job let the guitar go There