PLAY GUITAR PLAY
WRITER CONWAY TWITTY
C Play, guitar play…. Take me back…. to yes-terday… G Gm let me see… cotton growin’… in the fields…. C Let me hear… my momma callin’… «Look a yon-der y’all who’s comin’! G F C Down the road, he’s comin’ home!»…. but they know i never will. G F C I left them livin’ with that awful thang i done…. G F G Gm I didn’t tell them I just packed my clothes and run…. C Play… Guitar play… Help me through… another day. G Gm Help me make… another dollar… before I go……. C We got time… for one more song… then we’ll have… to move along… G F C another town… another crowd… Lord I wonder if they know… G F C Can they read between the lines in my songs… G F G Gm as i sing about a good boy, that went wrong… F C Guitar we got years to kill… F C Got to climb that distant hill… F C I wonder if they think of me………… Guitar play….