Half and hour you change your strings and tune up Sizing the room up Checking the bar Local girls unspoken conversations Misinformation Plays the guitar
They say jonah was swallowed by a whale But I say there's no truth to that tale I know jonah Was swallowed by a song
No one lets their dreams be taken lightly They hold them tightly Warm against cold One more year of traveling 'round this ciruit Then you can work it into gold
Here's to all the boys who came along Carrying soft guitars in cardboard cases All night long Do you wonder where those boys have gone? Do you wonder where those boys have gone?
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