"Give Me a Martin, Or give me Death"

There's many a man I've known in my day,

Who lived just to squander his money away,

On a brand name guitar, coveted by all,

And the owning of Martins was their downfall.

Chorus:

They won't have a Gibson, and a Guild won't do,

Nary a Yamaha, all Ovations eschewed,

Imagine Old Lester with a Fender in hand,

We'll have no other than the one sacred Brand.

Lowden, Lakeview and old Larivee,

No guitars with Ls or Ss or Ts,

Not even a Gallagher can satisfy,

If I can't have a Martin, than I'd rather die.