Boxcar Willie - Rusty guitar strings

^CI’ve go^Ft rusty guitar strings fro^Cm crying salty tears And this band stand is getting pretty ^G7wet I’ve go^Ct rusty guitar strings fro^Fm crying salt^Cy tears And I’m not eve^G7n through cryin^Cg yet

Well you always got your kicks when I ^Fplayed my hot ^Clicks You said I was the light of your ^G7life But ^Cwhen you called today ^Fsaid you were going ^Caway That you would be ^G7another picker’^Cs wife

^CI’ve go^Ft rusty guitar strings fro^Cm crying salty tears And this band stand is getting pretty ^G7wet I’ve go^Ct rusty guitar strings fro^Fm crying salt^Cy tears And I’m not eve^G7n through cryin^Cg yet

I was a guitar picker in a ^Fgood ol’ countr^Cy band And I used to sit and practice every ^G7day I was ^Cheaded for the top when I ^Fheard my G sting ^Cpop Then my fame started ^G7slipping a^Cway

^CI’ve go^Ft rusty guitar strings fro^Cm crying salty tears And this band stand is getting pretty ^G7wet I’ve go^Ct rusty guitar strings fro^Fm crying salt^Cy tears And I’m not eve^G7n through cryin^Cg yet

Now I’m picking sour notes o^Fn these sad songs ^CI wrote I’m out of tune on every note ^G7I play As my ^Csalty tears fall down I ^Fknow I’m sorro^Cw bound I’m rusting m^G7y poor caree^Cr away

^CI’ve go^Ft rusty guitar strings fro^Cm crying salty tears And this band stand is getting pretty ^G7wet I’ve go^Ct rusty guitar strings fro^Fm crying salt^Cy tears And I’m not eve^G7n through cryin^Cg yet

And I’m not eve^G7n through cryin^Cg yet