This Guitar Lyrics

I can't play sweet home Alabama

I take my stairway to heaven every night

Johnny B Goode is all my mama said to me

Stop living on a prayer and just enjoy the Purple Rain

She cried Papa was a Rollin Stone you Small Town Boy

Don't stop believing and go your own way

Old Time Rock and Roll is for someone like you

But what a thriller it was when I learned to play

This guitar, this guitar, you're a good friend to me

We've traveled the world since I was twenty-three

This guitar this guitar, always by my side

You're part of my family until the day that I die

These 6-strings and wood; I will always love you

When I feel like a Lonesome Loser, the winner still takes it all

Then you shook me all night long with moves like Jagger

In Hotel California I realized I love Rock and Roll

Then a Brown eyed Girl caught me on the Telephone line

She said all you need is love and she was irreplaceable

Suddenly Papa's got a brand new bag

If I ain't got you, how am I supposed to live without you?

When I only have

This guitar, this guitar, you're a good friend to me

We've traveled the world since I was twenty-three

This guitar this guitar, always by my side

You're part of my family until the day that I die

On wild nights, you said pour some sugar on me

You'd light my fire and cause me to blackout

I prayed to God for losing my religion

And I swore I'd never, never, never, never give you up

We'd rock around the clock with real bailando

We'd do the twist and knock back Tennessee Whiskey

I'd fall; you'd scream: I wanna dance with somebody

Signed, sealed, delivered; just want you to stand by me

This guitar, this guitar, you're a good friend to me

We've traveled the world since I was twenty-three

This guitar this guitar, always by my side

You're part of my family until the day that I die