Bookers Guitar

The guitar owned an' played By the great Booker White Found its way, by grace into my arms He would call it "Hard Rock" 'Cos the body's made of steel On th headstock he glued a heart-shaped charm In a brown leather case, with green velvet linin' It thrilled my soul to the core Stuck on the side with old scotch tape Was a list of the songs he's famous for Chorus 1: Booker's guitar's got a story to tell Of hard-earned hope an' unshed tears Booker's guitar rings like a bell It's gonna keep on ringin' for a thousand years The late greate Booker White Sang straight from his heart Everyone who heard him knows it's true He'd spank that shiny guitar just like a drum 'Cross the Mississippi Delta, Europe too Chorus 2: Booker's guitar's got a story to tell Of boxcars an' scars, moonshine an' beer Booker's guitar rings like a bell It's gonna keep on ringin' for a thousand years Chorus 3: Booker's guitar's got a story to tell A story the world needs to hear Booker's guitar rings like a bell It's gonna keep on ringin' for a thousand years