Guitar In The Rain Lyrics - Nine Pound Hammer - Mark Selby

What's the thing that makes you draw the line 

Makes up your mind 

Well mine is telling me 

Time has finally come to fade to black 

Leaves nothing but tracks 

Baby, I think I've hung on long enough 

Feeling like a guitar in the rain 

In a busted cardboard case 

A junkyard still life 

Nothing but a crying shame 

Like a used up cigarette 

Crushed out in a whiskey glass 

Short on pride, long on regret 

Would you stick around, won't you stick around now 

Honey would you stick around to dance 

3 a.m. was made for no 

Then there's me 

I'm rolling lonely on a lonesome stretch of road 

I skipped I know 

But I'll take lonely over on more day 

Feeling like a guitar in the rain 

In a busted cardboard case 

A junkyard still life 

Nothing but a crying shame 

Like a used up cigarette 

Crushed out in a whiskey glass 

Short on pride, long on regret 

Would you stick around, would you stick around now 

Honey would you stick around for this