Verse 1
This Winter Afternoon I Arose
From My Two Week Bed Ridden Bender
Trying To Find Some Hope
In My Dirty Jeans, Tall Boy And A Fender
I Always Knew You Were Too Cool
The First Cig I Smoked Was With You
And I Lied, But Had Always Wanted To
Now I Can’t Find Things To Do
Chorus
So I’ll Make This Guitar Sing
And Find Anything
That’ll Make Me Wander This Desert Bedroom Again
Instrumental
Verse 2
I’ve Lost A Little Weight
Can’t Really Tell You The Date
But My Corneas Have Been Burnt To Crisp
And Maybe I’ll Get A Grip
Chorus
So I’ll Make This Guitar Sing
And Find Anything
That’ll Make Me Wander This Desert Bedroom Again
If I Make This Guitar Sing
And Find Anything
That’ll Make Me Wander This Desert Bedroom Once Again
