Intro: Bm , F#m x4
BmF#mBmF#m
He sits all alone, playing his guitar
BmF#mBmF#m
In the back of a small café
BmF#mBmF#m
No one seems to hear so he closes his eyes
GDF#mBmBm x4
Just lets the music take him away
GDGF#
Singing songs of love, songs of broken hearts
BmEBmE
He's worn out his luck and his last pair of jeans
BmEBmE
But you keep going on when you're living on dreams
GDF#BmF#mBm , F#m x2
You can feel it inside and the guitar don't lie
BmF#mBmF#m
There's a lady he knows, who often comes by
BmF#mBmF#m
She's heavily into the blues
BmF#mBmF#m
She requests the same song every night
GDF#BmBm x4
Says it reminds her of someone she knew
GDGF#A trace of her perfume floats across the room
BmEBmE
Once they were close, shared all their dreams
BmEBmE
But now all that he feels is a physical thing
GDF#BmF#m
They grow slowly apart and the guitar don't lie
Solo: Bm , F#m x2 Em x4 Bm , F#m x2 Em x4 Bm , F#m x2
BmF#mBmF#m
Some nights it gets cold, it makes him aware
BmF#mBmF#m
That time is slipping away
BmF#mBmF#m
If you look close at his dark curly hair
GDF#BmBm x4
Under the lights there's traces of grey
GDGF#
But he knows what it's all about, to feel down and out
BmEBmE
He's been there before, he's seen it all
BmEBmE
And you learn to survive with your back to the wall
GDF#BmF#mBm , F#m x4 Bm
It's a crazy old life and the guitar don't lie, oh no
This arrangement for the song is the author's own work and represents their interpretation of the song. You may only use this for private study, scholarship, or research.