Daddy,
why'd you take that guitar away?
And a few more lessons I'd
have learned to play
And come Christmas,
I'd have played a song for you
But you took that guitar
and my heart too
And you headed back south
with a girl named Susie
Daddy, why'd you take
my old guitar away?
And Mama's in the kitchen,
she's been crying
You said you're sorry,
but she ain't buying
Daddy, why'd you take that
old guitar away?
You gave it to me three weeks ago
And you told me you loved me
And that's how I'd know it
Daddy, why'd you take
my old guitar away?
We never did too much
talking anyway.
Guess I could say that you
were never there.
When you handed me that
six -string beauty,
Oh, I loved you more than I ever dare
Said, Daddy,
why'd you take that guitar away?
And a few more lessons I'd learn to play
And come Christmas,
I'd have played a song for you
But you took that guitar and my heart too
And you headed back south
with a girl named Susie
Why'd you take my old guitar?
Music teacher came to the door
and said, I didn't want to play no more,
and
Daddy, why'd you take my old
guitar away?
He said, girl, that's such a shame,
you had your way around that thing,
and
Daddy, why'd you take my old
guitar away?
Daddy, why'd you take
my guitar away?
And a few more lessons I'd
have learned to play
And come Christmas,
I'd have played a song for you
But you took that Gibson
and my heart too
And you headed back south
with a girl named Susie
Daddy, why'd you take my
old guitar away?
Daddy, why'd you take
my old guitar away?