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Steve Key: Songs/Lyrics

But He Could Play Guitar

(Steve Key)
August 1, 2012

I did have a real person in mind when writing this song, but I made up so much about him, that I couldn't say this song is about that real person.  I think of him when I sing it.  Just don't ask me who.

But he could play guitar

He was short and stocky, got mean sometimes
Gambled all his money, drank too much wine
Left a wife and kids back home in the lurch
Preacher said he never saw that man’s face in church

CH: But he could play guitar
He could sing so sweet and high
He could write a good song
The kind that'd make you cry
He might've burned some bridges
And he sure broke a lot of hearts
He wasn't no saint
But he could play guitar

Wasn't no poet, could barely write the words
Never studied music, he just played what he heard
Worked in every bar from coast to coast
What everybody remembers about him the most

I called him up, said I’ve been missing you, Jim
And that was the last that I ever spoke with him
A bunch of his friends toasted his memory
I can hear him now, a little tune off on the breeze