Lyrics

[Verse: Gary Moore] Silent in the shadow, seasoned wood, Echoes of a melody, once understood. Fingers glide on strings, worn but brave, Harmonies of a life, each note a wave. [Chorus] Sing for me, old guitar, sing, Your simple songs make my heart ring. In this small room, your sound flies free, In each note, there’s a story. [Verse] Years have passed, each one you’ve seen, Shared your voice, where my life’s been. Soft and low, your notes do play, A gentle cry of yesterday. [Guitar Solo: Gary moore] [Chorus] Sing for me, old guitar, sing, Your simple songs make my heart ring. In this small room, your sound flies free, In each note, there’s a story. [Bridge] No bright lights needed, just fading light, Your music fills the air tonight. Telling tales not spoken before, Strength in the music, at the core. Sing for me, old guitar, sing, Echoes around, soft strumming. In each slow strum, in each high note, You carry the stories we both wrote. [fade out]