This old guitar ain't mine to keep
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Just taking care of it now
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It's been around for years and years
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Just waiting in its old case
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It's been up and down the country roads
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It's brought a tear and a smile
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It's seen its share of dreams and hopes
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And never went out of style
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The more I play it, the better it sounds
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It cries when I leave it alone
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Silently it waits for me
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Or someone else I suppose
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This old guitar
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This old guitar
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This old guitar
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This old guitar has caught some breaks
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But it never searched for gold
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It can't be blamed for my mistakes
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It only does what it's told
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It's been a messenger in times of trouble
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In times of hope and fear
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When I get drunk and seeing double
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It jumps behind the wheel and steers
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This old guitar ain't mine to keep
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It's mine to play for a while
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This old guitar ain't mine to keep
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It's only mine for a while
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This old guitar
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This old guitar
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This old guitar
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This old guitar
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This old guitar
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This old guitar
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This old guitar
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This Old Guitar
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| Neil Young |
