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Me and My Guitar

I mastered that piano
Just like they wanted me to
Nothing to it I say
It is for sissies
So now I get my reward
Now I get my very own guitar

Daddy took me down town
So I could pick one out
I picked a shiny blue one
And he said I could have it
I wanted to hold it on the way home
But my daddy said no
He said that it would be fine in the trunk
Even though I wish I could hold out

I lay on my floor
With the guitar in my hand
the books that daddy bought me
Open in front of me
I know that I am going to be a pro
I am going to be playing like a pro in no time

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