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“Blues for the Guitar Man”
(Verse 1)
He’s up on that stage, guitar in his hands,
Lost in the music, like he’s got no demands.
But I see his eyes wander, just for a while,
When he catches my gaze, and I throw him a smile.
(Chorus)
Oh, play for me, baby, make that guitar cry,
Strum those strings like the night won’t die.
I’m swayin’ to your rhythm, caught in your sound,
It’s a game we’re playin’, where no words are found.
(Verse 2)
I’m sittin’ by the bar, just sippin’ my drink,
But he’s got me movin’ faster than I can think.
His fingers on the frets, they’re callin’ my name,
And my heart’s in the chorus of his sweet refrain.
(Chorus)
Oh, play for me, baby, make that guitar cry,
Strum those strings like the night won’t die.
I’m swayin’ to your rhythm, caught in your sound,
It’s a game we’re playin’, where no words are found.
(Bridge)
I toss him a wink, he answers with a riff,
Each note that he plays feels like a lover’s kiss.
The crowd disappears, it’s just him and me,
In a world of blues where we’re wild and free.
(Chorus)
Oh, play for me, baby, make that guitar sing,
Your music’s a fire, and I’m drawn to the flame.
I’m dancin’ in your melody, losin’ my cool,
Flirtin’ with a man who plays by no rules.
(Outro)
The night’s burnin’ low, but we’ve written our tune,
A flirtin’ duet under the silver moon.
So I raise my glass to the man on the stage,
Here’s to the music and the game that we played.