Stompin' Tom Connors - Old Flat-Top Guitar lyrics

rate me

Well I work all week, the Wife does too

She get's a perm, I buy a brew

We stock the fridge and pay the bills

We don't get too many frills

But we got a house, a dog and a mouse

And an Old Flat-top Guitar

Well it's alright to dance and dine,

By candle light with fancy wine

But when we can't afford to roam,

We'll have a shindig here at home

And dance around to the coutry sounds

Of Old Flat-top guitar's

On Saturday nights we get some beer

We sit outside, the old dog near

Bang the old verandah boards

Get the Wife to strum the chords

Shake the moon with a new set of tunes

On the Old Flat-top guitar

Well the neighbours look when they here the sound

They jump the fence and they gather 'round

They dance the heels right off their boots

Even the owls begin to hoot

When the higher strings being to ring

On the Old Flat-top guitar

Well at half past two we hit the roof

The old hound dog, he give's a woof!

That's his way of tryin' to speak

See you all again next week

Walk right in we'll pick it up again

The Old Flat-top guitar