FIFTY DOLLAR GUITAR                           Patty Gayle

 

Got your red converse high tops

Ones left out in the rain

Never threw ‘em out

So sure they won you the game

 

Faded Rolling Stones t-shirt

Torn, with a mystery stain

Your very first concert

Never could throw it away

 

Beer bottle collection

Broken CB radio

Jr. High School buddies

Ones that never went home

 

You kept everything you ever had

Far as I can see

Things that meant the most to you

Everything but me

 

Kept that fifty dollar guitar

Five strings a crack in the face

Saved your Farrah poster

Your 8 track Pink Floyd tapes

 

Promise this ain’t no cryin' thing

Something I need you to say

What was so terribly wrong with me

You threw us away

 

Hub caps from your first car

Stacked up in the yard

Yellow photos of prom dates,

Mom and dad on the wall

 

You kept everything you ever had

Far as I can see

Things that meant the most to you

Everything but me

 

This ain’t no sad song

‘Bout how you done me wrong

 Was I so hard to keep

 Was something wrong with me

 

You kept that fifty dollar guitar

Five strings a crack in the face

You saved your Farrah Fawcett poster

Your 8 track Pink Floyd tapes

 

Everything you ever had

Far as I can see

Things that meant the most to you

Everything but me

 

Things that meant the most to you

You kept everything but me