Lyrics:

Play, guitar, play
Take me back to yesterday
Let me see
Cotton growin' in the field
Let me hear my mama callin'
Look a-yonder, y'all who's comin'
Down the road, he's comin' home
But they know I never will
I left them livin' with that awful thing I'd done (ah)
I didn't tell them I just packed my clothes and run (ah)
Play (play), guitar, play (guitar, play)
Help me through another day
Help me make another dollar
Before I go
We got time (time)
For one more song (one more song)
Then we'll have to move along
Another town, another crowd
Lord, I wonder if they know
Can they read between the lines in my song (ah)
As I sing about a good boy that went wrong? (Ah)
Guitar, we got years to kill
We got to climb that distant hill
I wonder if they think of me (guitar, play)