Story Behind The Song

Whether she leaves or you throw her out, The guitar ain't quite as soft but it'll get you by.

Song Description

When I can't hold a woman I can hold a guitar.

Lyrics

All my laundry, all my clothes
all my records and a dead red rose
are out the window, out the door
guess she don't want me 'round here no more.
She took my money, she wrecked my soul
she tried to steal away my rock 'n roll
when I can't hold a woman I can hold a guitar
when I can't hold a woman I can hold a guitar.

Pretty baby listen to me sing
'bout your mother she's a mean old thing.
Tell your daddy that he's one smart man
he left your mommy at a road side stand
she took his money, she wrecked his soul
she tried to steal away his rock 'n roll
when he can't hold a woman he can hold a guitar
when he can't hold a woman he can hold a guitar.

She got secret places I can run my fingers
she don't just lay there all the feelings linger
she starts to singing when the touch is right
and baby I can do it to her all through the night.

What's-a-matter are you sad I'm gone?
Did you think I'd camp out on your lawn?
Are you lonely baby? I don't care.
To my new lady you can't compare.
She never bitches.
She never moans unless I'm bending on her thin steel bones
when I can't hold a woman I can hold a guitar
when I can't hold a woman I can hold a guitar.