Verse 1:
In a dusty old attic, hidden away,
I found a treasure from another day,
Grandpa's guitar, with strings of gold,
A story of love, and tales untold.
Chorus:
Grandpa's guitar, in my hands tonight,
Playing the songs that he taught me right,
Each strum a memory, each note a star,
Guiding me home with Grandpa's guitar.
Verse 2:
He'd sit by the fire, play through the night,
With a voice so gentle, and eyes so bright,
Telling of heartaches and dreams so far,
All through the chords of Grandpa's guitar.
Chorus:
Grandpa's guitar, in my hands tonight,
Playing the songs that he taught me right,
Each strum a memory, each note a star,
Guiding me home with Grandpa's guitar.
Bridge:
Though he's gone, his music remains,
In every melody, in every refrain,
I'll keep his legacy, near and far,
Playing the songs on Grandpa's guitar.
Chorus:
Grandpa's guitar, in my hands tonight,
Playing the songs that he taught me right,
Each strum a memory, each note a star,
Guiding me home with Grandpa's guitar.
Outro:
In a dusty old attic, hidden away,
I found a treasure from another day,
Grandpa's guitar, with strings of gold,
A story of love, and tales untold.