Bill Anderson - Golden Guitar lyrics

I happened to walk into a honky tonk

One night down in New Orleans

Up above the bar hung a big guitar

Like none I'd ever seen.

The neck was set with diamonds

And though the strings were old

Like Kings of sound they wound around

Six keys of solid gold.

A man stepped up beside me

His breath was strong with wine

He said you know that guitar once belonged

To a mighty close pal of mine.

He used to play it right here

I forget the year around '45, I think

Ha, I could tell you quite a story friend

If you'd care to buy me a drink.

Well, I possessed by every weakness

That takes a man a fool

I bought a round, he drank it down

And then he rocked back on his stool.

He said, ''Yeah, I remember now

It was '45 alright.

He just returned from the Great War

That's where he lost his sight.''

His buddies gave him that guitar

At the time it was simple and plain

He added the gold and the diamonds

as he played his way to fame.

He was doing a show in Shreveport

The night he received a call

To come appear on the Grand Ole Opry

The greatest show at all.

I was driving him to Nashville

It was cold and misting rain

The signals flashed and the whistle screamed

I swear Mister I never saw that train.

I heard the doctor tell him

Just after he used his knife

You're lucky son it was just your arm

It could have been your life.

But he died that night, life just demanded

More than he could give

I think he couldn've made it

He just lost his will to live.

But this world's loss is heaven's gain

And tonight he's still a star

He plays with a band of angels

That's my son's golden guitar...