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[Verse 1]
I pick the strings on my guitar
Harder and harder as times get dark
The skin on my finger gets thicker
Time and time again
My dad passed it down when I turned 18
Learned every song from Mayer to Springsteen
Grew more in love every time I strung the chord
And you may only see a beat up old guitar
But to me it's a spitting image of my heart

[Chorus]
It's been there for every song I've ever wrote
Every time I ever fell in love
The place I've ever been
And every place I'll ever go
A hundred fires and a thousand beers
The middle of the night when I'm losing sleep
It's with me at my highs and at my lows
And you may only see a beat up old guitar
But to me it's a collection of my scars
A spitting image of my heart

[Verse 2]
Every now and then it loses its tune
I replace the strings, it's good as new
Reminds me of the time that I got over you
Been through some picks just like friends
The ones I've lost, may never see again
But new ones come and replace the ones that have gone
And you may only see a beat up old guitar
But to me it's a spitting image of my heart


[Chorus]
It's been there for every song I've ever wrote
Every time I ever fell in love
The place I've ever been
And every place I'll ever go
A hundred fires and a thousand beers
The middle of the night when I'm losing sleep
It's with me at my highs and at my lows
And you may only see a beat up old guitar
But to me it's a collection of my scars
A spitting image of my heart

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