[00:00.000]Written：Gillan/Glover/Morse/Lord/Paice
[00:22.000]Remind me to tell you
[00:25.000]about the old silver miner
[00:27.000]name of hard rock Pete
[00:29.000]had his house built on a slope
[00:31.000]They say one of his legs lived in calico
[00:35.000]Ther's a rumour going round that the other lived in hope
[00:39.000]So I walked in the room and I stopped
[00:42.000]I turned around and looked over my shoulder
[00:47.000]And a voice close beside me said
[00:50.000]You'd better watch your head, the party's over
[00:56.000]Somebody stole my guitar
[01:03.000]They took it from the back seat of my car
[01:11.000]It wasn't long before the waitress came over and said
[01:14.000]Can I freshen up your drink
[01:16.000]and have you heard of these boys
[01:19.000]and if you feel included to buy some cowboy boots
[01:22.000]Well it's not that bad
[01:24.000]we can talk above the noise
[01:26.000]So I sucked on my beer
[01:29.000]Shut my eyes
[01:31.000]and tried to listen to the words
[01:34.000]I know I missed the meaning
[01:38.000]but the message was something I'd already heard
[01:42.000]Somebody stole my guitar
[01:50.000]They took it from the back seat of my car
[02:57.000]Johnny Ringo's voice is getting deeper
[03:00.000]and now he's going to put another lock on the door
[03:04.000]The night is getting later
[03:06.000]My head is getting lighter
[03:08.000]The mood is getting darker
[03:09.000]Tequila's being poured
[03:12.000]So I smile at the old gunslinger
[03:15.000]in his frame on the wall
[03:17.000]as he pushed back his hat
[03:20.000]And it's all coming back
[03:22.000]I'd cut a long story short
[03:25.000]but it's much too late for that
[03:27.000]Somebody stole my guitar
[03:35.000]They took it from the back seat of my car
[03:42.000]I was sleeping in Memphis in my hotel room
[03:50.000]and somebody stole my guitar