Upbeat Tune, About the "Love of a Guitar", It's Life, and one that will grab anyone's heart.
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Story behind the song
Judy's father had a 1934 Paramount, "His Baby!" After he left this world,she went years unplayed, until resurrected by another pair of loving hands.The Real Blackie is the featured Guitar on this cut. 1934 Paramount Archtop, a jewel, just listen...
Lyrics
Blackie Judy and Micheal Mason
copyright 2000
The old guitar how sweet her sound,
her notes rang out, people gathered round,
Takes me back to another day,
as the old guitar began to play,
The old guitar was the love he'd found,
so sweet and mellow was her sound,
His hands carressed her playing up and down,
as he played the old guitar,
Chorus:
Blackie, was her name, she loved to be played,
Every night when the sun went down,
He'd play her velvet strings... whoa... oh oh
The old guitar sleeps silent now,
Locked away from the love she'd found,
She longed for freedom, again to play,
But under the bed she lay,
Chorus:
Blackie, was her name, she loved to be played,
Every night when the sun went down,
He'd play her velvet strings... whoa... oh oh
A Younger love found her where she lay,
Her silky body all cracked with age,
He polished, and he buffed,
and he changed her strings,
And then he began to play,
Chorus:
Blackie, was her name,
She loved to be played,
Every night when the sun went down,
He'd play her velvet strings... whoa... oh oh
Bridge:
So if you find and old guitar,
abanddoned and abused, remember that the old guitar
Could.. one day be you....
Blackie, was her name, she loved to be played,
Every night when the sun went down,
He'd play her velvet srtings... whoa... oh oh