Track 2 of the album Letters from the Road, Postmarked Home · 2023
My Guitar Knows the Way Home
“I don't need a map, just six strings and good shoes. It's a promise I make to myself every time we leave.”
bossa nova · bossa nova · easy swing · 3:09
Lyrics
I don't need a map in my hand Just six strings and a pair of good shoes I lose my way on the crooked road But my guitar always knows My guitar knows the way home Every turn and every stone Left at the bakery, right at the bridge Down the lane where the lamplight is My guitar knows the way home I just follow where the music goes Rain on the strings and a smile on my face The wooden neck keeps the time and the pace Every street has a chord I know A warm D minor, a G, and go My guitar knows the way home Every turn and every stone Left at the bakery, right at the bridge Down the lane where the lamplight is My guitar knows the way home I just follow where the music goes Strangers wave from the open doors Somebody hums, somebody pours A cup of tea for the walking man Everything's fine, I understand Now the lamp is on at the top of the stair The door is open, you're sitting there I put the guitar down by the wall It's been home all along, after all My guitar knows the way home Every turn and every stone Left at the bakery, right at the bridge Down the lane where the lamplight is My guitar knows the way home I just follow where the music goes Follow where the music goes Home, home, home