The city sleeps, but you’re wide awake
Drinking alone with that old heartache
Remembering how she used to reach out for you
And hold you so tight, the whole night through
You light another cigarette, as the sun begins to shine
So you reach for your guitar
And pull down the blinds
Charleston guitar
Is strummin’ the strings of your broken heart
You sing all your songs to someone who’s gone
She left you in Charleston all alone with your guitar
In the same old club, you sing there every night
Those Carolina blues in the neon light
Those are the songs that your daddy taught you
Now you realise, what your momma would do
So you drink a little more, to chase the pain away
But what’s coming tomorrow
Just more sad yesterdays
Charleston guitar
Is strummin’ the strings of your broken heart
You sing all your songs to someone who’s gone
She left you in Charleston all alone with your guitar
Sweet Charleston guitar
Sweet Charleston
