(one, two, three, four)      Found myself out on a limb   But I'm happier than I've ever been   But this guitar can't keep from crying      Learned to get up when I fall   Can even climb Rolling Stone walls   But this guitar can't keep from crying      This here guitar can feel quite sad   Can be high strung, sometimes get mad   Can't understand or deal with hate   Responds much better to love      I though by now you knew the score   But you missed the point just like before   And this guitar can't keep from crying      (This) guitar, it can't keep from crying   This guitar can't keep from crying      This here guitar can feel quite sad   Can be high strung, sometimes get mad   It can't understand or deal with hate   Responds much better to love      While you attack, create offence   I'll put it down to your ignorance   But this guitar it can't keep from crying   This guitar can't keep from crying      This guitar can't keep from crying   This guitar can't keep from crying