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Pink Guitar
She saw it in the window, just callin' out her name
She mowed the grass, took out the trass, and saved, saved, saved
Bought it on a monday, had a gig on friday night
In the garage in front of her mom's, she came alive
She likes to play, she loves to rock
Yeah, she's closer to the bottom, but she's headed for the top
She's got a dream to be a star
Dressed in black like Johnny Cash with a pink guitar
She didn't go to college, she just up and hit the road
Wherever they were jammin' she would go, go, go
Every single hole in the wall from here to Shreveport
She'd have 'em in the palm of her hands, screamin' for more
She likes to play, she loves to rock
Yeah, she's closer to the bottom, but she's headed for the top
She's got a dream to be a star
Dressed in black like Johnny Cash with a pink guitar
Some day she's gonna play at the Grand Ole Opry stage
Soon you'll see her hangin' there next to Minnie Pearl's hat, in the Country Music Hall of Fame
She likes to play (play)
She loves to rock (rock)
She's gotta dream (dream) to be a star (a star)
Dressed in black like Johnny Cash . . . . .
She likes to play, she loves to rock
Yeah, she's closer to the bottom, but she's headed for the top
She's got a dream to be a star
Dressed in black like Johnny Cash with her pink guitar (pink guitar)
I said a pink guitar
She plays a pink guitar
I said a pink guitar
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