Wynonna Judd Album: Collection Track: Girls With Guitars
Girls With Guitars Lyrics
Words and Music by Mary-Chapin Carpenter
She turned fifteen with great expectations Her older brother knew somethin' was up He caught her going through his record collection Lookin' at Hendricks like a love sick pup She begged and she pleaded 'till Dad finally listened He drove her in the car down to Sears Roebuck He bought her that guitar and that was the beginning Now she's down in the cellar with the amp turned up
Girls with guitars Daddy's little angel Girls with guitars What's the world coming to? Girls with guitars Mothers tend to worry about Girls with guitars
Well, Saturday nights she followed her brother It was socks and stockings on the old gym floor While everybody danced to garage band covers She was checking out riffs and memorizing chords She didn't care at all for the football heroes She didn't even notice the basketball stars Boys as a species were all a bunch of zeroes Except for the ones that played that guitar
Girls with guitars She wasn't any debutante Girls with guitars She didn't go out for cheerleading Girls with guitars Boys are kinda nervous 'round Girls with guitars
She went off to college, she got her degree Her parents breathed a sigh of great relief Daddy's thinking law school, Mother's thinking medicine Daughter's thinking how she's gonna break the news to them
Now there's an old Chevy van just sitting in the driveway Filled to the gills with all her stuff She cut a deal with her brother to drive up the highway Figures New York City is close enough She gets the audition through a friend of a friend Who's checking out her legs saying, "This will never work!" She flips on her boogie and turns to the band Gives a little grin and blows away the jerk
Girls with guitars Now everybody's rockin' Girls with guitars There ought to be a song about Girls with guitars There's just no stopping those Girls with guitars
