Well, I know how it feels to be ripped from my roots And tossed into a world unbending

Not long ago I was bitten by the truth Some folks spend their whole life pretending

Now I start each mornin’ with the sunlight by my side Find another highway, hitch another ride

And I use this six-string like an archer wields his bow I believe when the arrow finds it’s mark It pierces the soul

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songs for a quarter each time I open my case Four chords and the voice of a good man fallen from grace No pity for me mister, I’m proud to be a drifter A long shot from bein’ a star You know, the times ain’t been easy For me and my Homeless Guitar

Now I know how it feels to be judged in a glance Stripped of your pride and your passion I only know that the rivers of the soul Run deeper than birthright or fashion I see you look me over, feel the weight of your stare I’m sendin’ you a message but you don’t care I see a crack in your facade whoever you are We’re the same under Go:] I thank god for the gift He’s given me I’m richer than most men Got a friend in my six-string In a world with no guarantee If you ain’t got a penny Gonna sing you this song for free, yeah

Oh, I use these six-strings like an archer wields his bow I believe when the arrow finds it’s mark It pierces the soul

Mahalo
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