Picking This Guitar

Thinking back to my first kiss

In an old truck bed, just a couple kids

And I didn't know the first thing about girls

Figured I'd score if I sang her a song

So I brought my new six string along

But I didn't know it was going to change my world

Until I sang a few lines

Of Georgia On My Mind

Thats when I could see in her eyes

There was something in the sound

Lighting up that summer night, like a fire

Strumming while the sun was sinking

Down

Wrapped up in her arms

Never thought I'd get that far

Pickin' this guitar

Packed my bags in a beat up truck

Lived on dreams, times were tough

Out there searching for three chords and the truth

From Dawson Creek to Tennessee

And every water tower town in between

I played dirt road dives, trying to pay my dues

But I remember one night

Singing Sweet Caroline

And for the first time I could see in their eyes

There was something in the sound

Lighting up that Friday night, like a fire

Rocking Rollin' singing with the

Crowd

Throwing up their arms

Never thought I'd get that far

Picking this guitar

Now I'm rollin' down the black top

Heading off to my next show

And I almost drive right off the road

When I hear my song on the radio

There's just something in the sound

Never in my wildest dreams

Did I think

I'd be hearing what I'm hearing now

Driving in this car

I never thought I'd get this far

No I never thought I'd get this far

Picking this guitar

Picking this guitar

Oh I'm picking this guitar

Yeah picking this guitar

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