Perfectly Good Guitar

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W[Em]ell he threw one down fo[G]rm the top of the stairs

b[Am]eautiful women were stan[C]ing everywhe[D]re

t[Em]hey all got wet when he[G] smahed that thing

b[Am]ut off in the dark you coul[D]d hear somebody[G] sing

o[Am]h it breaks my hea[Em]rt to see those stars

s[G]mashing a pe[C]rfectly go[D]od guitar[G]

i[Am] don;t know who they [Em]think they are

s[D]mashing a per[G]fectly goo[C]d guita[D]r

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it started back in 1963
his momma wounlt buy him
that new red harmony
he settled fgor a sunburt with a crack
but he's still trying to break his momma's back.

Same Chords as intro.

he loved that guitar just like a girlfriend
but ever good thing comes to an end
now he just sits in his room all day
whistling every note he used to play

there out to be a law with no bail
smash a guitar and you go to jail
with no chance for early parole
you don;t get out till you get some soul

late at night the end of the road
he wished he still had the old guitar to hold
he'd rock it like a baby in his arms
never let it come ot any harm