Текст песни The guitar don’t lie

He sits all alone playing his guitar
Out in the back of a little cafe.
And no one seems to hear so he closes his eyes
And just lets the music take him away.

Singing songs of love, songs of broken hearts,
And he's worn out his luck and his last pair of jeans,
But you keep going on when you're living on dreams,
And you feel it inside, and the guitar don't lie
The guitar don't lie

There's a lady he knows who often comes by
She's a nice little girl and she's into the blues
The request is the same song every night,
She says it reminds her of someone she knew
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A trace of her parfume floats across the room
Once they were closed and shared all their dreams
But now all he feels is a physical thing
They grew slowly apart, and the guitar don't lie
The guitar don't lie

Some nights it gets cold and it makes him aware,
That time's moving on and it's slipping away,
And if you look close at his dark curly hair
Under the lights there are traces of gray

He knows what it's all about feeling down and out
Cause he's been there before and he has seen it all
And you learn to survive with your back to the wall
It's a crazy old life, and the guitar don't lie