Shemekia Copeland Beat Up Guitar
In a bar down in Texas
In a poor part of town
Sat an old man playin' the blues
Played em' dirty and low-down
Just trying to make a living
But you know it can't go far
Playing them old blues
Playing them old blues
Playing them old blues
On a beat up, beat up old guitar
But he holds ya like a woman
Holds ya close to his chest
Runs his hands across the body
With a soft, soft carress
Though he never made much money
When he passed around the jar
He could really play the blues
Really play the blues
Really play the blues
On a beat up, beat up old guitar
The body was all scratched up
The neck a beat up thing
But when that man started pickin'
He could make the guitar sing
Though it never made him famous
He never was a star
But he could really play the blues
Really play the blues
Really play the blues
On a beat up, beat up old guitar
One day that guitar just broke down
You know the old man, he broke down too
This mean ol' lifes gonna get you
No matter what you do
But if your ever down in Texas
And you listen really hard
You'll hear an old man playin' the blues
Old man playin' the blues
Old man playin' the blues
On a beat up, beat up old guitar
