Six strings on this old guitar I broke one,
But five's enough to play my love song
Cause the nights are cold and
She heard that guitar picker named
Atkins play our favorite song
And ever since she's heard him play,
Sittin' out here underneath
Baring down with all of my might
Fingers gettin' sore just
cause she slammed the window down tight
She heard that guitar picker named
Atkins play our favorite song
And ever since she heard him play,
Five strings on this old guitar I broke another,
If I can just hang on to this four -string guitar I can
fix things up tonight like they were before
She heard that guitar picker named
Atkins play our favorite song
And ever since she heard him play,
I've heard tell of a four -string guitar
Two more just broke, I got two to go
But I'm gonna pick the fire out
of this two -string guitar
Keepin' my baby is my one desire
Far sail, this beat -up guitar
Only got one string to play our song
Atkins got my baby and gone