Lyric Another Guitar

I met her in a bar, naturally
and naturally
she wanted to dance
I politely declined, naturally
I said I really hate this band
we went for a coffee at a little cafe
I had more picks in pocket
than I had spare change
she said hold it right there
just stop where you are
not another guy
not another guitar

couldn t get her off my mind,
naturally
and so naturally I gave her a call
someone else
answered the phone, naturally
then I recalled that
she lived with her ma
I said do you have a daughter
that s the fairest by far
she said who shall I say s calling
who shall I say that you are
tell her loverboy s here
and can I borrow her car?
oh, not another guy
not another guitar
no, not another guy
not another guitar

she said you boys of song
you re all the same
chasing a dream
that you cannot name
a shoulder to cry
a sofa to crash
a meal and a mamma
with no strings attached
she said you son of a song
know better I should
but you know how to make it all
sound so good

well, to make a long story short,
naturally
we fell in love
and she done me wrong
she ll say the same about me,
naturally
but to my face
and not in a song

we re both gonna make
that same old mistake
again someday
it s gonna happen to her
it ll sure nuff happen to me
there s just something
in that music that makes us
do that dance
in that special brew of tears and
beer and fear and romance

hey, it s loser s night in Teen Town
bring your fake ID
you know you re never too young
to be too old for me
and I m never to bad to be more
trouble than I m worth
just another sad angel singing to
the sad earth

well, it s another long night
it s another low moon
it s another long line
to hear another old tune
it s another long glance across
another long bar
another girl
another guy
another guitar
well I m just another guy
with another guitar

Lyrics by Bob Walkenhorst
© 1994 Bob Walkenhorst Music BMI