Somebody Stole My Guitar
Written：Gillan/Glover/Morse/Lord/Paice
Remind me to tell you
about the old silver miner
name of hard rock Pete
had his house built on a slope
They say one of his legs lived in calico
Ther's a rumour going round that the other lived in hope
So I walked in the room and I stopped
I turned around and looked over my shoulder
And a voice close beside me said
You'd better watch your head, the party's over
Somebody stole my guitar
They took it from the back seat of my car
It wasn't long before the waitress came over and said
Can I freshen up your drink
and have you heard of these boys
and if you feel included to buy some cowboy boots
Well it's not that bad
we can talk above the noise
So I sucked on my beer
Shut my eyes
and tried to listen to the words
I know I missed the meaning
but the message was something I'd already heard
Somebody stole my guitar
They took it from the back seat of my car
Johnny Ringo's voice is getting deeper
and now he's going to put another lock on the door
The night is getting later
My head is getting lighter
The mood is getting darker
Tequila's being poured
So I smile at the old gunslinger
in his frame on the wall
as he pushed back his hat
And it's all coming back
I'd cut a long story short
but it's much too late for that
Somebody stole my guitar
They took it from the back seat of my car
I was sleeping in Memphis in my hotel room
and somebody stole my guitar
Somebody Stole My GuitarLRC歌词
[00:00.000]Written：Gillan/Glover/Morse/Lord/Paice
[00:22.000]Remind me to tell you
[00:25.000]about the old silver miner
[00:27.000]name of hard rock Pete
[00:29.000]had his house built on a slope
[00:31.000]They say one of his legs lived in calico
[00:35.000]Ther's a rumour going round that the other lived in hope
[00:39.000]So I walked in the room and I stopped
[00:42.000]I turned around and looked over my shoulder
[00:47.000]And a voice close beside me said
[00:50.000]You'd better watch your head, the party's over
[00:56.000]Somebody stole my guitar
[01:03.000]They took it from the back seat of my car
[01:11.000]It wasn't long before the waitress came over and said
[01:14.000]Can I freshen up your drink
[01:16.000]and have you heard of these boys
[01:19.000]and if you feel included to buy some cowboy boots
[01:22.000]Well it's not that bad
[01:24.000]we can talk above the noise
[01:26.000]So I sucked on my beer
[01:29.000]Shut my eyes
[01:31.000]and tried to listen to the words
[01:34.000]I know I missed the meaning
[01:38.000]but the message was something I'd already heard
[01:42.000]Somebody stole my guitar
[01:50.000]They took it from the back seat of my car
[02:57.000]Johnny Ringo's voice is getting deeper
[03:00.000]and now he's going to put another lock on the door
[03:04.000]The night is getting later
[03:06.000]My head is getting lighter
[03:08.000]The mood is getting darker
[03:09.000]Tequila's being poured
[03:12.000]So I smile at the old gunslinger
[03:15.000]in his frame on the wall
[03:17.000]as he pushed back his hat
[03:20.000]And it's all coming back
[03:22.000]I'd cut a long story short
[03:25.000]but it's much too late for that
[03:27.000]Somebody stole my guitar
[03:35.000]They took it from the back seat of my car
[03:42.000]I was sleeping in Memphis in my hotel room
[03:50.000]and somebody stole my guitar
