As a baby I went to school
Perched up high on a tavern stool
Listening to the songs on the jukebox
And the hurtin in those sad old songs
Settle down in a poor boy’s bones
And I vowed I someday sing
Like a true- blue southern bell
Bought me a second handed guitar
From the Nashville goodwill
Heaven would smile and bells would ring
When I touched those shiny strings
And I was the richest poor boy
There’s a chill down in my bones
As it’s my time to go home
And I’m sure the good Lord knows
Though the calling near a star
I can’tforget about my first guitar
And the woman who helped me make it big
Like a true- blue southern bell
Bought me a second handed guitar
From the Nashville goodwill
Heaven would smile and bells would ring
When I touched those shiny strings
And I was the richest poor boy
