Red Guitar (Album Version)

Red Guitar (Album Version) - Loudon Wainwright, III

Used to have a red guitar

Until i smashed it one drunk night

Smashed it in the classic form

As Peter Townsend might

I threw it in the fireplace

I left it there a while

Kate

She started crying when she saw my sorry smile

Red guitar was made of wood

Could not take the heat

Red guitar

It caught on fire and the damage was complete

It burned until all that was left

Was six pegs and six strings

Kate she said

You are a fool

You've done a foolish thing

I put the remains in the case

And i put the case away

Went to New York City

For a new guitar the next day

I bought myself a blond guitar

I had if for three days

Some junky stole my blond guitar

God works in wondrous ways