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ABRA MOORE
Hey, I hear you're back Well here don't you want your guitar back Why, I really don't know for sure And what it is I'm asking for See the wood it's slowly fading But the bridge I fixed it new I took it downtown to the guitar man He said he'd do the best, the best that he can And you know how it was then I thought it couldn't last I thought it was stronger It's a mighty fine day to play three chords is all I have to say I slip down the road And the melody's got such a terrible hold on me It's taking me back, taking me back I keep it in a glass In case of fire Hey, why is it taking you so long
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