Letra da Música Woman Your Guitar de Jan Smith

Don’t give a woman a guitar you want to keep
‘though she wears your ring and your love is oh so deep
You will beg and bargain, fall on your knees and weep
So don’t give a woman your guitar

Don’t give a woman a guitar that you want back
Don’t you give her all your records in a stack
She will learn Big River, she’ll start wearing black
So don’t give a woman your guitar

Don’t give a woman your Martin D-18
Don’t give her that Hummingbird with the broken string
She won’t want to come to bed, she’ll only want to sing
So don’t give a woman your guitar

You can let a woman slide on your trombone
slap on your bass fiddle, man, and blow your saxophone
You can let her pet your puppy, you can let her drive your car
but don’t give a woman your guitar

Oh well, what you want for supper, man
I’ll boil you up a stew there in the pot
Let me tend your muscles, man
I’ll rub away all the pain you’ve got
`Cause when my mind is troubled
and my heart is blue
what I need is a guitar, love, and you

Darling, don’t you give me no red rose in a vase
Give me your hand to hold and kisses on my face
I won’t leave you lonely, I won’t travel far
Baby, won’t you give me your guitar