I ain’t got no silver eagle

I ain’t got no diamond ring

All I have is this ol’ guitar and the lonesome blues to sing

My baby left me late last Friday

I’ve never seen a sadder day

I made it through a lonesome Sunday

Now blue Monday’s on its way.

She left me for a super singer

Rhinestone suits and a fancy car

Said she's too young to wait a lifetime

Just for me to be a star

I ain’t got no silver eagle

I ain’t got no diamond ring

All I have is this ol’ guitar and the lonesome blues to sing

My voice is gone from all the smoking,

And there’s a love I’ve tried to hide.

Strings are dead on my ol’ guitar,

Rusted by the tears I’ve cried.

I’ll just keep pickin’ and a singin’

Wearing blisters on my thumbs

Writing songs and ringing doorbells

Waiting for my day to come

I ain’t got no silver eagle

I ain’t got no diamond ring

All I have is this ol’ guitar and the lonesome blues to sing

All I have is this ol’ guitar and the lonesome blues to sing