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Joe Purdy Lyrics

"This Old Guitar"
(from "American Folk" soundtrack)

This old guitar is fallin' apart
And I don't have the money to mend it
And this old life is passin' me by
Got no ideas how to change it
So if this be the last words I ever write
Please don't judge them too harshly
And if this be the last breath that I ever take
I hope you will remember me fondly

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Writer(s): John Denver

soundtrack: "American Folk" (2018)

Joe Purdy - American Folk soundtrack cover

This Old Guitar

Some Humans Ain't Human

Joni, Elliot (Dialogue From American Folk)

Red River Valley

Blackjack Davey

Pretty Saro (Instrumental)

(Instrumental)

Someone Singing With Me

Oh! Susanna (Instrumental)

(Instrumental)

Swing Low, Sweet Chariot

Play (Dialogue From American Folk)

Lonesome Valley

Of Course (Dialogue From American Folk)

This Old Guitar (Full Version)

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