I’ll play this guitar for some money
7-7-13
By Jonathan
I’m down on myself today
My life is like the bottom of my jeans, they’re frayed
I got this old guitar which I got for Christmas in 1995
It’s the only thing that keeps me alive
Each night I sit on the corner street
Play my guitar, hope to get enough money to eat
I find a bench in the park to sleep
Pray the lord, my soul to keep
A prostitute tries to sell herself for some money
A guy talks to Jesus, I think he’s crazy
We pray the police don’t take us away
They don’t understand our way
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