John Hiatt
Perfectly Good Guitar
Em G
Well He Threw One Down From The Top Of The Stair
Am C D
beautiful women were standing everywhere
Em G
they all got wet when he smashed that thing
Am D G
but off in the dark you could hear somebody sing
Am Em
it breaks my heart to see those stars
G C D G
smashing a perfectly good guitar
Am Em
i don't know who they think they are
G C Am D
smashing a perfectly good guitar
it started back in 1963
his mama wouldn't buy him that new red harmony
he settled for a sunburst with a crack
but hes still trying to break his mamas back
Chorus
how he loved that guitar just like a girlfriend
but every good thing comes to an end
now he just sits in his room all day
whistling every note he ever played
Whistle Chorus
well there outta be a law with no bail
smash a guitar and you go to jail
with no chance for early parole
you dont get out until you get some soul
Chorus
late at night the end of the road
he wishes he still had that old guitar to hold
he'd rock it like a baby in his arms
never let it come to any harm
Chorus
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