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This old and me
And the things that we've been
C.F. built him
Back in forty-two

I when we met
I was seventeen
I spent all my money
On a a dozen strings

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

So we for Kentucky
With a suitcase full of
My books, a few T-shirts
A out pair of jeans, ooh

This old and me
We spent a lot of nights
Well, sometimes we'd get
And take bar home

One night stands for
Two strangers with the
wake up in the morning
And feel a little used

Well, was just a highway
We'd roam from to town
me and that old flattop
Not where we're bound

From to California
a five piece travelin' band
Singin' about the hard times
That the common man, ooh

old guitar and me
Lord, we did the we could
One was born a
And one a of wood

God sent a angel
To me on my way
We were to be together
Until my day

Well, now my dearest old
underneath my bed
Well, our travelin' days are
Man, but the memories fill my

Well, I've settled with my
Here in the of Tennessee
To teach my children's
'Bout old guitar and me, ooh