Lyrics

I want to play the slide guitar
I want to play the slide guitar
I need a broken bottle and run-down country bar
I want to play the slide guitar

I don’t want whiskey in my tea
I don’t want whiskey in my tea
A pinch of salt and cedar, and the strength to let it be
I don’t want whiskey in my tea

This broken wing ain’t gonna fly
This broken wing ain’t gonna fly
I understood your story; every word except goodbye
This broken wing ain’t gonna fly

Just need a place to lay my head
Just need a place to lay my head
A barrel full of brambles for a pillow and a bed
Just need a place to lay my head

I want to play the slide guitar
I want to play the slide guitar
I need a broken bottle and a run-down country bar
I want to play the slide guitar
I want to play the slide guitar




© Beth DeSombre