This Guitar

[Verse 1]
This guitar, it's been around the world and back
It's walked the lower east side, rode the train tracks headed west
It's hitched a ride to Texas, sailed down to Mexico
It's found its way most anywhere and it's got a ways to go

This guitar and all the wonders that it's seen
It's passed out in the gutters played in palaces for kings
It's serenaded ladies from Savannah to Cheyenne
Some friends it makes for life and some it never sees again

[Chorus]
And I don't know where the song is going
Yes, and I don't know how the song began
Hitting highs and lows
Life, it keeps unfolding
With each break and every bend
I'll stay strung on six strings bound until the end

[Verse 2]
This guitar, it's done its best to make some change
It's striking hard against the odds for all who are in needs
It's stormed the gates and barricades and marched the picket lines
It may not make a difference but at least I know I tried

This guitar, they said would never make a dime
Instead it fills a jar with dollar bills from time to time
Though it might make me a millionaire if fortune seeks me out
That may not be the best idea but it's the thought that counts

[Chorus]
And I don't know where the song is going
Yes, and I don't know how the song began
Hitting highs and lows
Life, it keeps unfolding
With each break and every bend
I'll stay strung on six strings bound until the end

[Verse 3]
This guitar, it always finds a place to play
It's drowned in empty bar rooms, headlined on a sold-out stage
It's made some people dance and sing
It's made some people cry
It picks a chord that hits your core before it says goodbye

This guitar, it's got a tale or two to tell
It's reaching for the stars but has it's roots kept underground
A story bound for glory listen close and you will see
'Cause one day this guitar is going down in history
Yeah, one day this guitar is going down in history