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Sideline
Sideline
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COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jack Shannon
Jack Shannon
Composer

Lyrics

It was back in '88 when she came my way
Ups and downs and no-name towns and it's still here today
It sure ain't much to look at, handle's fallin' off
It spent its life on the road with me in this old modern box
Ain't no other could ever take its place
This old guitar case
Got stickers sayin' Luckenbach and Wheeling Jamboree
Some on top of others, so faded you can't read
It still reeks of whiskey and stale cigarettes
Of all those dingy barn rooms I never will forget
Been travelin' round from place to place
With this old guitar case
It was there when Claire walked out and gave up on my dreams
I've got my stash and a little cash still hidden in the seams
Times pass by, I realize I'm finally slowin' down
There'll come a day when I can't play, no longer get around
Don't put my ashes in the sea or shoot 'em off in space
Put my remains with them Black Diamond strings
In this old guitar case
Ain't no other could ever take its place
This old guitar case
Written by: Jack Shannon
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