Michael Mann - I Still Got My Guitar
Sittin' here on the floor
For my alter used to be
Still there’s nothing in the room
Before an old black & white TV
All she left was this beat scar
Hey that babe, still got my guitar
Long ago, when I was young
I thought of a mean girl
She’s been years, be in the dark
Her smiles broke my world
All she left was this beat scar
Hey that babe, still got my guitar
So you my guitar
She’s been everything, that I’ve ever worked for
She deported my children, one might say, the other one suppose
All she left was this beat scar
Hey that babe, still got my guitar
Where my fingers supposed, ooohh, left me alone to my dark manipule
Even got ma left to the blues (sigh)
I spent days without a bowl
Drinking alone on this emptied floor
Moved on, not forgot her
I’ve already even stoved
All she left was this beat scar
Hey that babe, still got my guitar
Though she stuffed me a pressing blow
It was a pass of freedom, head on to know
All she left me was this beat scar
But I came out of here, since I still got my guitar...