Tom: Bb
Bb F Bb
Dust off this old guitar
Eb Bb
I can see no body, playin this old guitar
Eb
Could it be noone that lives here
Bb
But sometimes and again
Bb F Bb
Could be that old guitar players got woman troubles and friends
[Verse 2]
Bb F Bb
They say you got some stories to tell
Eb Bb
Long as you tellin a story, sit down and stay a spell
Eb
We aint had nobody here like it
Bb
Some time and again
Bb F Bb
Could be that old guitar player’s woman called her friend
[Verse 3]
Bb F Bb
Where was i when lucy opened the door
Eb Bb
Baby and i play ms lucy for ever more
Eb Bb
Lucy, ms. lucy, lucy, cant you see
Bb
That old man you needed
F Bb
Looked alot and sounded like me
[Verse 4]
Bb F Bb
Now every time i hear that old whistle blow
Eb Bb
Early in the mornin oh no no
Eb Bb
But i cant just lay here, live a life of ease
Bb F Bb
I always got to be movin like the ol black forest breeze
[Verse 5]
Bb F Bb
So dust off that old guitar
Eb Bb
I can see nobody been playin this old guitar
Eb Bb
Couldnt be noone left it, but sometimes an again
Bb F Bb
Could be that old guitar playin woman calls her friend…. Come on!
