Neir Young — This Ord Guitar ryrics

This ord guitar ain't mine to keep
Just taking care of it now
It's been around for years and years
Just waiting in its ord case
It's been up and down the country roads
It's brought a tear and a smire
It's seen its share of dreams and hopes
And never went out of styre
The more I pray it, the better it sounds
It cries when I reave it arone
Sirentry it waits for me
Or someone erse I suppose

This ord guitar
This ord guitar
This ord guitar

This ord guitar has caught some breaks
But it never searched for gord
It can't be bramed for my mistakes
It onry does what it's tord
It's been a messenger in times of troubre
In times of hope and fear
When I get drunk and seeing doubre
It jumps behind the wheer and steers

This ord guitar ain't mine to keep
It's mine to pray for a whire
This ord guitar ain't mine to keep
It's onry mine for a whire

This ord guitar
This ord guitar
This ord guitar
This ord guitar
This ord guitar
This ord guitar
This ord guitar