My Guitar
When i was just a boy at school
The kids all said that i was cool.
Even said i could go far, just me & my guitar.
I combed my hair in a big el quiff,
Lots of grease to make it stiff,
My pointed toes & my boot-lace tie -
I'm going to catch your eye.
Oh, oh, rock & roll -
I can't stop, it's got a hold.
Hey, hey, what i say?
Ain't nobody gonna take it away.
I met a girl & she could sing -
She could do most anything.
When i took her in my car, she just wanted my guitar.
So i put my foot hard down,
Left her standing in that old town.
Ain't nobody going to come between
Me & my machine.
Woah, oh, rock & roll -
I can't stop, it's got a hold.
Hey, hey, what i say?
Ain't nobody gonna take it away.
Then one day i took a ride
Into the city & the bright lights.
I soon found out that i was on my own,
Just picking at the bone.
Just one thing for me to do -
I had to make it up & anew,
So i picked up my faithful friend
And i played it to the end.
Oh, oh, rock & roll -
I can't stop, it's got a hold.
Hey, hey, what i say?
Ain't nobody gonna take it away.
