The night was heavy The world turned cold Had nothing left Just stories untold But I found a friend In this wooden frame She don't ask nothing Just calls my name No preacher came No angel cry Just a broken man With his pride denied But the blues came in Like a holy flame And every note Washed away the shame I don't need no doctor I don't need no saints Just six strings And a little pain This old guitar She knows my scar She turned my wounds Into shooting stars I played all night While the storm rolled past Each cord I hit Made the darkness last But then a light rose up From the sound And I swear my soul Came back around Some pray in silence Some shout and run Me I just strum Till the morning comes No church no choir No saving grace Just a song to fill This empty space I don't need no promise I don't chase the light I just play the blues Through the hardest night When the world gives up And the silence wins I find salvation In these strings again