Pick On My Old Guitar

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I'm going to sit on the porch and pick on my old guitar
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I'm going to lay on my back and laugh at my lucky star
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And then I'm gonna fly away and never come back someday
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Unless I thought I was gonna land right close to where you are
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Well, if I thought anybody cared I'd send back word
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Strapped to the leg of a trans celestial bird
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I wonder if I really ever did leave, how many would there be to grieve
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How they react to the word

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Well, I wouldn't want to hurt a solitary soul
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I have still got all 6 foot 2 in control
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But when my obligation's low is a greasy uphill road
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And pleasing everybody but me is my first goal
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I want to sit on my porch and pick on my old guitar
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And just hope you're hanging loose where ever you are
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And for the joy you brought to me this song I sung for thee
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While I sit on my porch and pick on my old guitar