Lost And Found

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Shiny shoes and suits and crunching numbers
Black and white it’s late he’s working Sundays
Shirt and tie and working smiles it’s always the same
And every day is nothing new

Saw his busy life running off of the rails
Running for the train (he) saw the blues resonator
Then a photograph lying there on the table
With that same guitar
Look who’s playing
That’s your generation
Time to pick up this old guitar

The silver resonator kept returning
Desire in his heart it started burning
Then he felt the urge to turn the radio on
And then his fingers played that song

Saw his lonely life crunching numbers was fading
Great granddaddy’s arms they were cradlin’ the baby
Fingers moving fast and the music was crazy
With that same guitar
Blues are playing
That’s your generation

Time to pick up this old guitar
You never played it like you did that evening
Granddaddy looking at you and smiled
Playing the blues like you never
Playing it forever
Found the family treasure

Found a photograph lying there on the table
Saw your father’s granddaddy cradlin’ his baby
Now the blues are groovin’, your fingers are playin’
With that old guitar
Now you’re playing
That’s your generation

(The) moment you found that old guitar
Hurrying home on a Sunday evening
Granddaddy looking down and he smiled
Playing the blues like you never
Playing it forever
Found the family treasure

Lyrics by Amos Clarke

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