Beat Up Guitar Songtext
von Shemekia Copeland

In a bar down in Texas
In a poor part of town
Sat an old man playin′ the blues
Played 'em dirty and low-down
Just trying to make a living
But you know it can′t go far

Playing them old blues
Playing them old blues
Playing them old blues
On a beat up, beat up old guitar

But he hug it like a woman
Hold it close to his chest
Runs his hands across the body
With a soft, soft caress
Though he never made much money
When he passed around the jar


But he could really play the blues
He could really play the blues
He could really play the blues
On a beat up, beat up old guitar

The body was all scratched up
The neck a beat up thing
But when that man started pickin'
He could make the guitar sing
Though it never made him famous
He never was a star

But he could really play the blues
He could really play the blues
He could really play the blues
On a beat up, beat up old guitar

One day that guitar just broke down
You know the old man, he broke down too
This mean ol' life gonna get you
No matter what you do
But if your ever down in Texas
And you listen really hard


You′ll hear an old man playin′ the blues
Old man playin' the blues
Old man playin′ the blues
On his beat up, his beat up old guitar
On his beat up, his beat up old guitar
On his beat up, his beat up old guitar