Vince Gill This Old Guitar And Me lyrics

This Old Guitar And Me by Vince Gill

Vince Gill - This Old Guitar And Me Lyrics

This Old Guitar And Me
And the things that we've been through
C.F. Martin built him
Back in nineteen fourty-two.

I remember when we met
I was only seventeen
I spent all my college money
On a half a dozen strings.

I thought my folks would kill me
I found out I was wrong
They said your future's written on your face
When you sing those travelin' songs.

So we headed for Kentucky
With a suitcase full of dreams
My rough-out books, a few t-shirts
A worn out pair of jeans.

Ooh.

This Old Guitar And Me
We spent a lot of nights alone
Well, sometimes we'd get lucky
And take bar maid home.

One night stands for breakfast
Two strangers with the blues
We'd wake up in the morning
And both feel a little used.