Just an old flat top from an old pawn shop
Didn't cost me a lot when I bought it
Barely knew how to play it
But I learned how to play it
For some pretty green eyes
Looking back in the mind on a July night
Just hoping she might be paying
A little attention
To a boy with a guitar
Boy with a guitar
Doing her best to impress her with a song
Trying to win over her heart
To hell with the fast car
I had her six strings coming out of melody
After all this time I can still rewind
To a campfire kiss in the dark
She stole my blue jean baby
That I think's crazy
For giving away her heart
To a boy with a guitar
To a boy with a guitar
To a boy with a guitar
Girl ain't it funny how
We'd be driving around
With the windows down
And end up somewhere in a memory
A beautiful memory
You were sipping that strawberry
Boone's barn wine
I was drumming through the summer of 69
Just to watch you dance
Hoping you'd take a chance
On a boy with a guitar
Boy with a guitar
Doing her best to impress her with a song
Trying to win over her heart
To hell with the fast car
I had her six strings coming out of melody
After all this time I can still rewind
To a campfire kiss in the dark
She stole my blue jean baby
That I think's crazy
For giving away her heart
To a boy with a guitar
To a boy with a guitar
Somewhere tonight
There's a little white house
In a bedroom filled with the sound
Of a boy with a guitar
And there's a bright marquee
On a big city street
And a crowd lined up to see
A boy with a guitar
To a boy with a guitar


Boy with the guitar, boy with the guitar
Doing the best to impress you with a song
Trying to win over her heart to hell with a fast car
I had a six string strumming out a melody
After all this time I can still rewind
To a campfire kiss in the dark
She's still my blue jean baby that I think's crazy
I'm giving away her heart to a boy with the guitar
A boy with the guitar
To a boy with the guitar
To a boy with the guitar