Capo 3rd fret

Standard (EADGBE)

intro

Wild guitars came from forests; plainly, woodsmen share a calling. Flailing ( )

form a chorus: harmonies of arbors falling . And they play, say Con-

way, and ring, my girl sing, and plead and beg and plead and beg and

and beg and plead and beg to be heard and had and carried on. Without

us, song is nothing.

My wife turned crazy on me one day; started chopping up the bed. Looked past

with gaping eyes. Left me too hard to be scared. She left, but circled

yard. All night she haunted the home. The kids went crazy, life was hard.

sounds of rings: boom. And they play, say Con- way, and ring, my

girl sing, and plead and beg and plead and beg and plead and beg and plead

beg to be heard and had and carried on. Without us, song is nothing.

(solo)

I taught the children to play piano, singing with sweet voice. Music kept

mom away. Melody fostered choice, and choice brought us these days we have,

choice brought us to our rejoicing. Always choose the noise of music.

end the day in sing- ing! And they play, dont they? And ring, and

everthing! And bounce and boil and bounce and boil and bounce and boil, and

and beg to be heard and had and carried on. Without us, song is nothing.