Guitar From The Wall

E D A E A E A B E Mmmmm mmmmm mmmmmm E Dadd9 A E Pull down that old guitar from the wall and come and sing A E B You can help me with the verses and the half forgotten things E D A E My mind ain't what she used to be now, a lot of it is gone A E B But I still know the good parts, at least enough to sing along E Dadd9 A E So pull down that old guitar from the wall and come and sing A E B Gently stroke her body as you deftly tune her strings E Dadd9 A E There ain't much to do for me now that you've up and gone A E B E So pull down that old guitar from the wall and get it done E D A E A E A B E Mmmmm mmmmm mmmmmm E Dadd9 A E Pull down that old guitar from the wall and come and sing A E B Time, she gets the best of us, the jokers and the kings E D A E There ain't much that I can play now that my hands have turned to stone A E B Besides, you know how I always hated to have to sing alone E Dadd9 A E So pull down that old guitar from the wall and come and sing A E B Gently stroke her body as you deftly tune her strings E Dadd9 A E There ain't much to do for me now that you've up and gone A E B E So pull down that old guitar from the wall and get it done E D A E A E A B E Mmmmm mmmmm mmmmmm E Dadd9 A E A E B E D A E A E B E E Dadd9 A E So pull down that old guitar from the wall and come and sing A E B Gently stroke her body as you deftly tune her strings E Dadd9 A E There ain't much to do for me now that you've up and gone A E B E So pull down that old guitar from the wall and get it done E D A E A E A B E Mmmmm mmmmm mmmmmm