I can feel your arms around me
Like it was yesterday
I can feel your hearing next to me
And hear your laughter gay
You tried to tell me what was right
And I told you what was real
All I ever live for now
Is this piece of wood and steel
In a world that's full of trouble
A world that's full of pain
Lord, many fall beside the road
And they never rise again
Many more are bending low
Or broken at the wheel
All I need to carry on
Is this piece of wood and steel
I was born my mother's only son
She loves me all she can
But there isn't much to say to her
Since I became a man
And I often met the devil
But I never made a deal
I just thank the lord for hands to play
The piece of wood and steel
It's face is scarred and beaten
Like the ragged clothes I wear
Like the body that god gave me
I might give it better care
But I play it for the ladies
And I play it for a meal
I play the strings just to hear 'em ring
On this piece of wood and steel
I'm growing tired of searching now
There's nothing much I crave
Give or take a little time
And you can write it on my grave
There's nothing more I care to own
Nothing left to feel
All I ever wanted
Was this piece of wood and steel
In a world that's full of trouble
A world that's full of pain
Lord, many fall beside the road
And they never rise again
Many more are bending low
Or broken at the wheel
All I need to carry on
Is this piece of wood and steel
I was born my mother's only son
She loves me all she can
But there isn't much to say to her
Since I became a man
And I often met the devil
But I never made a deal
I just thank the lord for hands to play
The piece of wood and steel
I'll be playing this guitar till the day I die
By Richard Dobson I can feel your arms around me Like it was yesterday I can feel your hearing next to me And hear your laughter gay You tried to tell me what was right And I told you what was real All I ever live for now Is this piece of wood and steel In a world that's full of trouble A world that's full of pain Lord, many fall beside the road And they never rise again Many more are bending low Or broken at the wheel All I need to carry on Is this piece of wood and steel I was born my mother's only son She loves me all she can But there isn't much to say to her Since I became a man And I often met the devil But I never made a deal I just thank the lord for hands to play The piece of wood and steel It's face is scarred and beaten Like the ragged clothes I wear Like the body that god gave me I might give it better care But I play it for the ladies And I play it for a meal I play the strings just to hear 'em ring On this piece of wood and steel I'm growing tired of searching now There's nothing much I crave Give or take a little time And you can write it on my grave There's nothing more I care to own Nothing left to feel All I ever wanted Was this piece of wood and steel In a world that's full of trouble A world that's full of pain Lord, many fall beside the road And they never rise again Many more are bending low Or broken at the wheel All I need to carry on Is this piece of wood and steel I was born my mother's only son She loves me all she can But there isn't much to say to her Since I became a man And I often met the devil But I never made a deal I just thank the lord for hands to play The piece of wood and steel I'll be playing this guitar till the day I die Explain Request ×
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