
Can't sell a Gibson (The Dorm Room Sessions) Lyrics
- Genre:Country
- Year of Release:2024
Lyrics
Damn, that old man's hair was grey
But damn, he sure knew how to play
Every song in the book
And once I heard, I was hooked
So he lended me a Gibson guitar
And that became my second heart
And now I'm out writin' songs
About broken hearts and what went wrong
And every soul is worth livin
And every song is worth singin
But you can't sell a Gibson
I met her out of freshman year
Now she's a few hundred miles from here
I never got that first date
But I won't forget the way she played
All the songs I wrote for her
And if you ask me if it hurt
When she packed up and moved away
I still play these strings every day
And every soul is worth livin
And every song is worth singin
But you can't sell a Gibson
Damn, I've learned along the way
To put my feelings in these strings
Where I would be, I don't know
If this old Gibson got sold
And every soul is worth livin
And every song is worth singing
But you can't sell a Gibson
You can't sell a Gibson
You can't sell a Gibson