Guitar Pickin’ Pardners歌词-陈瑜

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[Verse

Well, I met him at a roadhouse just outside of town,

He was sittin' on a barstool, wearin' denim and a frown,

He had a weathered old guitar, strings a-pickin' sweet,

When he played that ol' six-string, my heart skipped a beat.

[Verse 2

I said, "Hey there stranger, you play that guitar well,"

He flashed a crooked grin and said, "Son, you can tell,

I've been pickin' for a livin', travelin' these dusty roads,

Singin' songs of heartbreak, and the life I chose."

[Chorus

We’re guitar pickin’ pardners, through the thick and thin,

Strummin' chords together, where the good times begin,

With every note we play, it's a story we unfold,

Guitar pickin’ pardners, let the country tales be told.

[Verse 3

We hit the honky-tonks, from Nashville to Santa Fe,

Played for tips and whiskey in bars along the way,

Underneath the neon lights, our melodies rang true,

For every song of sorrow, there's a dream that grew.

[Verse 4

In the quiet of the night, by the campfire’s glow,

We'd strum those same guitars, let the memories flow,

Songs about our mamas, and the loves we left behind,

The harmonies we found, gave us peace of mind.

[Chorus

We’re guitar pickin’ pardners, through the thick and thin,

Strummin' chords together, where the good times begin,

With every note we play, it's a story we unfold,

Guitar pickin’ pardners, let the country tales be told.