I'm playing a solo tonight

with my old guitar on a lonely stage,

house lights are off, crowd looks on

this old guitar turns a sweet page

When I sing my voice is slow and deep

pain and tears behind each word I know,

it cries when I don't play it

this old guitar comforts many a soul

Unknown to so many I sing a Love Song

to a Woman that I miss,

its a song of love and laughter

this old guitar sends out a kiss

When God made me did HE know

I would play to dark rooms every night?

did HE see my Joy and pain?

this old guitar says HE got it right

I hear women silently weeping

just past this stage, hearing my heart,

touching deep inside their souls,

this old guitar weaves a delicate art

The song is over the crowd is still

then a roar fills the air

in a song we have joined hands

this old guitar shows that I care