This old guitar taught me to sing a love song,
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it showed me how to laugh and how to cry.
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It introduced me to some friends of mine and brightened up some days.
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It helped me make it through some lonely nights.
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What a friend to have on a cold and lonely night
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This old guitar gave me my lovely lady, it opened up her eyes and ears to me.
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it brought us close together and I guess it broke her heart,
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it opened up the space for us to be, what a lovely place and a lovely space to be.
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This old guitar gave me my life my living all the things you know I love to do
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To serenade the stars that shine from a sunny mountainside,
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and most of all, to sing my songs for you, I love to sing my songs for you,
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yes I do, you know, I love to sing my songs for you.
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This Old Guitar
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John Denver |