Joe Farren Go On
These rusty guitar strings
They don’t play like they should
The times come for changing
They gave all they could
And you used to hold me
Like I was going off to war
But now no one’s left standing
I can’t fight anymore
So go on without me
Go on your own
I’ll think about you
But I'm not about to
Go on alone
You’re so quick to judge me
And kick when I’m down
You laugh at my music
But you still hang around
Well go on without me
And go on your own
I’ll think about you
But I'm not about to
Go on alone
So gather your records
Gather your pride
And keep your convictions
So warm at your side
Just leave my door open
Cause as you walk out the whole world’s walking in
When I swap out these old strings
And start singing again
So go on without me
Go on your own
I might think about you
But I'm not about to go on alone
I’ll think about you
But I'm not about to
Go on alone
These rusty guitar strings
They gave all they could
