Backwoodsman mentioned this song back on 23-Aug.


YOUR GUITAR
As recorded by Richard Shindell on “Careless” (2016).

Your guitar has traveled far,
All the way from California
In a big brown box on an airplane
Way down to Patagonia.
So far south she's never been—
A change of season and a cold desert wind.
She must be wondering what kind of trouble she's in.

Just look at her; she's beautiful.
Her face shines with its own light.
No longer young, she's seen her years,
And I can see that you loved her truly.
She loved you and stayed by your side,
A constant voice all through your life.
All her sweet spots making you sigh.

My stranger's touch—she’s skittish still,
So I start out taking it slowly—
The familiar tunes to take her back.
First up: the Red River Valley,
To let her know she's not alone,
That I know something about leaving a home.
We settle down [on] Shenandoah.

And the wide Missouri flows out of your guitar.

And the wide Missouri flows out of your guitar.

Your guitar has traveled far,
All the way from California.