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My old guitar
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In July 2005 I got my old classical guitar out of the loft to play on one of my songs, re-strung it and was surprised to find it sounded as good as I remembered...
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Al Stravinsky


Fri Dec 16, 2005
Acoustic : Acoustic Folk
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About the song
In July 2005 I got my old classical guitar out of the loft to play on one of my songs ('Your Face'), re-strung it and was surprised to find it sounded as good as I remembered. I bought it in 1972, from a friend of mine, with my own money; and it was the first instument I ever owned. It reminded me how it felt to be starting on this musical road: if I hadn't bought it where would I be now? It's all true except the 'peeling varnish, flaking rust' line which I put down to artistic licence. The intro, solo and ending are taken from 'Single Boy' by Blind Willie Mctell, which I learnt from a book by John Pearse, and was the first finger-picking I ever did. It features my first guitar, with a capo at first fret, a single vocal, a few mmms and oohs, and was written and recorded mid November 2005.
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Verse 1
Three and thirty years ago I brought home my first guitar;
Thought I'd bought my liberty, 9 to 5 was not for me.
Played together countless hours, I knew we could be good;
Seemed to me my saviour would be this lump of wire and wood.

Verse2
Echoed in an empty room at school, practised on the bus;
Worked the chords out for myself, bought a book or two to help.
Played in my room gazing into clouds 'til it got dark;
On summer days we'd share the same game lazing in the park.

Chorus 1
I plucked the sun out of the sky
And strummed while constellations cartwheeled by;
We sang and soon the songs we knew
Got better, then we wrote a few - just for me...

Solo

Chorus 2
I charmed the sun to sink and die,
And picked the moon up to the sky;
With our songs the world we'd change
For better, but look what became - of you and me...

Verse 3
About an hour or so ago I found my old guitar
Hiding in the dark and dust, peeling varnish, flaking rust.
My fingers found the frets, the sound was just like yesterday;
Took him down to feel the sun, see the man that I've become.

Chorus 3
We stretched the shadows with our cries
And picked the moon up to the skies;
With our songs the world we'd change
For better, now look what became - of you and me

Chorus 4
I plucked the sun out of the sky
And strummed while constellations cartwheeled by;
We sang and soon the songs we knew
Got better; can I play a few, just for you?