My Guitar

A splash of red fades into black
A smooth wood grain neck covered with frets
the riffs and the solos you can play on this thing
This is the greatest block of wood that there is
This is my guitar this magnificent thing
I love to play it all day and right round the bay
The feel of your fingers the pounding of your heart
This guitar brings happiness and pleasure to me
A note or two turns in to a tune
A tune and words turn into a song
to me this guitar is not just a guitar
It holds memories and has a special meaning to me.