This old guitar is covered with dust,
My hands can't play it any more,
He handed it to the boy,
and said I would enjoy it ,
if you played it for both of us.
Play what ever you like,
When you play it for yourself,
But on a cold lonely night,
When all of your friends have left,
Play a song for me,
Play it with feelings please,
Play a song like a prayer,
that the heart can hear,
Play a song like a whisper,
to God's ear.
You will find your heart feel such ease,
You will feel such sweet peace,
All your troubles will be set free,
In the song you play for me.
Play a song that sounds like a prayer,
Let God know how much you care,
This old guitar is covered with dust,
Take it and play a song for us.
Play a song for God I trust,
Take it and play a song for us.
This old guitar is covered with dust,
I can't play it any more,
My hands tremble and my fingers are weak,
The old man said with a tear on his cheek,
I'd like to hear this old guitar once more,
Take this old guitar, that is covered with dust,
And play a song for both of us.