Me and My Guitar

Me and my guitar
 Always in the same mood
 I am mostly flesh and bones
 And he is mostly wood
 Never does grow impatient
 For the changes I don't know, no
 If he can't go to heaven
 Maybe, I don't want to go, no
 Picture me in the key of E
 Call me uncle John
 Any fool can easily see
 That we go back a long time
 Feel something like fine to me
 There's no such thing as the wrong time
 He hops up on my knee
 Singing, "Get down, Pops, it's song time"
 Every now and then I'm a lonely man
 It's nice to know that I've got a friend
 Puts his power right in my hand
 And all l've got to do is the best I can, if I can
 I got a dog named David
 I got a bird named Dinah
 I got a birthmark on my thigh
 In the shape of Mainland China
 Got a somewhat Southern accent
 'Cause I come from Carolina
 And if you want to find us
 You'll be walking right behind, yeah
 I hear horns, I hear voices, I hear strings
 Seems I was born with too many choices
 Now what am I going to do with all these extra things?
 As they serve to confuse me, really
 It's me and my guitar
 Essentially me and my guitar
 Oh, maybe a few friends call by for tea
 A little bit of who do you love?
 But pay no attention
 To the man behind the curtain
 It's me and my guitar
 Having fun, boogie-woogie, gotta, uh-huh
 Me and my guitar
 Me and my guitar
 Me and my guitar