Hey little boy just sittin' on your back porch
Pickin' on your guitar
Wishing you were far away
Well, I can tell you a little bit
A dream I see in your eyes
I hear it in the songs you play
And hey little boy, just play it like you feel it
Make it so real, it's almost too real to take
Just swing it like a player
Make it like a prayer
It's one from the heart
Give it all of the heart it can take
And when you play what you wanna play
You reach down to the soul
You keep on growin'
And you know someday
That sound is gonna turn into gold
Boy, you're takin' me there
To guitar heaven
And without sayin' a word
You lay it all on the line
You make me leave my cares
In guitar heaven
Just go and play your song
I could stay all night
Play it, son
Pickin' on your guitar
Wishing you were far away
Well, I can tell you a little bit
A dream I see in your eyes
I hear it in the songs you play
And hey little boy, just play it like you feel it
Make it so real, it's almost too real to take
Just swing it like a player
Make it like a prayer
It's one from the heart
Give it all of the heart it can take
And when you play what you wanna play
You reach down to the soul
You keep on growin'
And you know someday
That sound is gonna turn into gold
Boy, you're takin' me there
To guitar heaven
And without sayin' a word
You lay it all on the line
You make me leave my cares
In guitar heaven
Just go and play your song
I could stay all night
Play it, son
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