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Verse 1
Well, I Ewoke to the rise, Asun going Edown
Stale taste of whiskey, Bfresh on my mouth
EHot cup of coffee, Asmoke in my Ehand
Another day in the life of the Bguitar Eman
La de da A E
Verse 2
Well last night was a good night as I Areached in my Ejeans
Crumpled up ones, a few Btens in between
And a Ered head named Annie, she's Astill fast Easleep
Made me make her a promise, she Bknows I can't Ekeep
La de da A E
Verse 3
Time to fire up that two tone Abucket of Erust
Throw my amp and my case in the Bback of my truck
EBreathing my freedom, with the Awindows rolled Edown
Forty-six miles till the Bnext nameless Etown
La de da A E
Verse 4
Well, the place is still empty when I Awalk in the Edoor
Stench from the beer, spilling Bup through the floor
Give an Eeye to sweet Lisa, she Amixes the Edrinks
Life's been hard on her, but she's Bbeen good to Eme
La de da A E
Verse 5
EOff in the shadows, stands a Astool and a Estage
Where many sEouls before me were Bput on display
I Etake one last breath, time to Apay some more Edues
That won't add up to nothing but Btips and cheap Ebooze
Chorus
Yeah, the fruits of my labor is when the Acrowd sings Ealong
Nothing short of a savior I Bgo home alone
I'm an Eempty, faceless Aspotlight mike-Estand
EI'll getcha high, I'll getcha low
I'm the Bguitar Eman A E
Verse 6
Well they'll ask for more love songs and I'll Aplay with a Esmile
To help them hold on or Bforget for a while
They can Efill up that jukebox with a Aweek's worth of Epay
But it can't fill their happy and it Bcan't fill their Epain A E
Verse 7
No drums, no pianos, no Asweet Eharmonies
It's all in a song and it's Ball on me
Won't Efind nothing fancy I'm a tAired one man bEand
I'm the picking and grinning Bguitar Eman
Chorus
Yeah, the fruits of my labor is when the Acrowd sings Ealong
Nothing short of a savior I Bgo home alone
I'm an Eempty, faceless Aspotlight mike-Estand
EI'll getcha high, I'll getcha low
I'm the Bguitar Eman A E B E A E B E
Verse 8
Well I had me a pretty baby, thought Ashe was the Eone
But she soon grew tired, this Blove on the run
ESaid she felt second, told Ame I had to Echoose
She's back in Georgia and BI'm there with Eyou A E
Verse 9
The end of the night, we'll Aall be best Efriends
Then strangers till I roll Bthrough town again
I'll Eyell out hey Lisa something Acold in a Ecan
One for the road for the Bguitar Eman
Chorus
Yeah, the fruits of my labor is when the Acrowd sings Ealong
Nothing short of a savior, sBtill I go home alone
I'm an Eempty, faceless Aspotlight mike-Estand
EI'll getcha high, I'll getcha low
I'm the Bguitar Eman
EI'll play em fast, I'll play em slow, I'm the Bguitar... Eman A E
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