I wish i had a blue guitar,
a blue guitar to play all night long
singing songs of loss and love
singing songs till morning comes
Ghosts in the basement
screams from the kitchen
i tell you folks i think i'm leaving
seems i can already here the door slammin'
i tell you folks i think i'm leavin'
Goodbye to the highway
goodbye to the sky
i'm headed out goodbye, goodbye
goodbye to the highway
goodbye to the sky
i'm headed out goodbye, goodbye
I wish i had a blue guitar,
a blue guitar to play all night long
singing songs of loss and love
singing songs till morning comes