Me and my guitar

Always in the same mood

I am mostly flesh and bones

And he is mostly wood

Never does grow impatient

For the changes I don't know no

If he can't go to heaven

Maybe I don't want to go Lord

Picture me in the key of E

Call me Uncle John

Any fool can easily see

That we go back a long time

Feel something like fine to me

There's no such thing as the wrong time

He hops up on my knee

Singing get down pops

It's song time

Every now and then I'm a lonely man

It's nice to know that I've got a friend

Puts his power right in my hand

All l've got to do is the best I can

If I can

Got a dog named David

Got a bird named Dinah

Got a birthmark on my thigh

In the shape of Mainland China

Got a somewhat southern accent

'Cause I come from Carolina

And if you want to find us

We'll be walking right behind you

I hear horns

I hear voices

I hear strings

Seems I was born

With too many choices

Now what am I going to do

With all these extra things

As they serve to confuse me

Oh maybe a few friends fall by for cafea

A little bit music and blue

But pay no attention

To the man behind the curtain

It's me and my guitar

Having fun

Me and my guitar

It's me and my guitar

Essentially me and my guitar