JUST BETWEEN THE STRINGS AND ME HOFER/FERRIS 1999 IT’S BODY’S BEEN BATTERED IT SLIPS OUT OF TUNE BUT IT RINGS OUT LIKE HEAVEN IN SPITE OF IT’S WOUND IT DESERVES QUICKER FINGERS THAN I CAN OBLIGE I DON’T DO IT JUSTICE FOR THE PEACE IT PROVIDES CHORUS JUST BETWEEN THE STRINGS AND ME THIS OLD GUITAR IS ALL THAT I NEED I GIVE IT LIFE IT GIVES ME WINGS IT’S ONE OF THOSE INTIMATE THINGS JUST BETWEEN THE STRINGS AND ME IT’S FRIENDSHIP HAS PULLED ME THROUGH TRIUMPH AND LOSS AND IT’S WORTH CAN’T BE MEASURED IN TERMS OF IT’S COST WHEN I HOLD IT TO ME LIKE LOVERS WE BLEND WE ROCK IN A LANGUAGE ONLY POETS COULD PEN