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I can feel your arms around me like it was yesterday I can feel your breathing next to me and hear your laughter gay You tried to tell me what was right and I told you what was real All I ever live for now is this piece of wood and steel In a world that's full of trouble a world that's full of pain Lord many fall beside the road and they never rise again Many more are bending low or broken at the wheel All I need to carry on is this piece of wood and steel I was born my mother's only son she loves me all she can But there isn't much to say to her since I became a man And I often met the devil but I never made a deal I just thank the Lord for hands to play this piece of wood and steel Its face is scarred and beaten like the ragged clothes I wear Like the body that God gave me I might give it better care But I play it for the ladies and I play it for a meal I play the strings just to hear 'em ring of this piece of wood and steel I'm growing tired of searching now there's something much I crave Give or take a little time and you can write it on my grave There's nothing more I care to own nothing left to feel All I ever wanted was this piece of wood and steel [ guitar ] I can feel your arms around me like it was yesterday I can feel your breathing next to me and hear your laughter gay You tried to tell me what was right and I told you what was real All I ever live for now is this piece of wood and steel In a world that's full of trouble a world that's full of pain Lord many fall beside the road and they never rise again Many more are bending low or broken at the wheel All I need to carry on is this piece of wood and steel [ guitar ] I was born my mother's only son she loves me all she can But there isn't much to say to her since I became a man And I often met the devil but I never made a deal I just thank the Lord for hands to play this piece of wood and steel (I'll be playing this guitar till the day I die) Please fill in the fields below and click SUBMIT to send it to your friend.
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