I've seen the sun as she died
Like a red ball of fire off Jamaica
Me and this guitar played
loved every man that they've held
I'm drawing on life to paint pictures
That's what I do with my time
Baby, if you want to know me
It's all here in rhythm and rhyme
It's all here in rhythm and rhyme
And the tales of their time
And maybe our story's the last one I tell
I loved every man that they held
I've seen the sand devils fly across
the desert out in Arizona
Tennessee autos still hold
flatlands that go on forever
Me and these arms have loved
every man that they've held
It's all here in rhythm and rhyme
The sweet and the bitter,
and the tales of their time
And maybe our story is the last one I tell
I've loved every man that they've held
I've loved every man that they've held you
