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