Over there behind the chair. That is where, I’ll find my voice, to talk to you.
All my pain it lets me share, Everything I care and dare, and wanna to say to you
If there are words, that I don’t know, My old friend, can speak them so, you’ll stay again
But without the one, who can play the song, I find myself, so alone, and without a friend

When whiskey won’t get me through
And another beer just won’t do
When there’s no friends at the bar, and I don’t know where you are
I go back to my guitar
My fingers know where to go
Oh they’ve done this all before
No single malt or ultra light, can get me through this lonely night
Like my guitar

I’ve told all, my secrets to, this willing pal, My ups and downs, and my all arounds.
All your lies and alibis, have got me thinking otherwise there’s someone else
And now the time, has come that I, tell no lies and lay out another tale
In the case, I grab the neck. The strings are tuned, My mind’s a wreck, and I begin to tell