(one, two, three, four)



Found myself out on a limb

But I'm happier than I've ever been

But this guitar can't keep from crying



Learned to get up when I fall

Can even climb Rolling Stone walls

But this guitar can't keep from crying



This here guitar can feel quite sad

Can be high strung, sometimes get mad

Can't understand or deal with hate

Responds much better to love



I though by now you knew the score

But you missed the point just like before

And this guitar can't keep from crying



(This) guitar, it can't keep from crying

This guitar can't keep from crying



This here guitar can feel quite sad

Can be high strung, sometimes get mad

It can't understand or deal with hate

Responds much better to love



While you attack, create offence

I'll put it down to your ignorance

But this guitar it can't keep from crying

This guitar can't keep from crying



This guitar can't keep from crying

This guitar can't keep from crying