Six Strings

My old guitar's still sittin' in the corner There are times it's been my only friend And tonight I got nothin' warmer Than that ol' dinged up hollow box again And so I reach out for it one more time Prayin' it'll take you off my mind But those six strings keep pullin' me back Seein' your long hair blowin' in the wind and hearin' you laugh Three chords keep drawin' me towards your memory won't let me be Every time I try to play something new This ol' guitar keeps talkin' 'bout you Remember that day we were drivin' on that fire break So deep in the woods we couldn't turn around We didn't care if we were stuck there forever We just spread a blanket out right there on the ground You picked up my guitar and wrote me a song It was the sweetest thing anyone had ever done These Six strings keep pullin' me back Still don't know why you're not right here makin' us laugh Three chords keep drawin' me towards that heartache again it just never ends Somehow you couldn't put in words why we were through So this ol' guitar keeps askin' 'bout you