Musical Darlin', you play so very hard
All the ways you pick me up like a classical guitar
Echoing through my mind you play your righteous tune
How you mean to hold me close midnight and afternoon
Oh, how my music depends on the things you play again
And how you make me sing

It's in history; so simple, so true
One can't write that perfect song no matter what you do
It's either lost when you wake or in someone else's hands
And as you pull me close to you I trust you understand
Oh, how my music depends on the things you play again
And how you make me sing

I can feel your fingering up and down my neck
I can feel you playing with and soothing my back
How I know that you're the one who can make me sing these lines
And every time our song is done IÍm ready another time
Oh, how my music depends on the things you play again
And how you make me sing

Musical Darlin', nothing's like our song
The strings that bind our rhyming hearts in a time that goes on and on and on and on
And you can depend on me singing just for you
I don't know just what you'll hear, I'll feel it pouring thru
Oh, how my music depends on the things you play again
And how you make me sing