Learning Something New with My Guitar

Mm. This old guitar's been waitin', dusty but still holdin' on.

I wrote songs without the music, now I'm ready to hear the music

I carried all along. Hands a little older, still

reachin' for the sound inside. Late at night, I'm tryin' and it feels

like something come alive. So here I go with this old

guitar, shakin' off the years I told myself to wait. I don't just

wanna write the words, I wanna feel 'em vibrate. I'm startin' slow,

but I'm startin' true. This old guitar and me learnin' somethin'