Loudon Wainwright III – Red Guitar (Guitar)

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Used to have a red guitar

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Till I smashed it one drunk night

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Smashed it in the classic form

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As Peter Townshend might

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Threw it in the fireplace

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I left it there a while

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Kate, she started crying

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When she saw my sorry smile

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Red guitar was made of wood

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Could not take the heat

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Red guitar, it caught on fire

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And the damage was complete

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It burned until all that was left

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Was six pegs and six strings

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Kate, she said, "You are a fool

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You've done a foolish thing."

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Placed the remains in the case

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And I put the case away

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Went to New York City

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For a new guitar the next day

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I bought myself a blond guitar

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I had it for three days

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Some junkie stole my blond guitar

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God works in wondrous ways