You are my autoharp I push every button on your body I push the a minor, the e flat, the f major And especially the c sharp 7 You are my autoharp I play every string in your mind And even when I play them very loud They keep in tune But how will they sound soon You are my autoharp I bought you in a pawnshop in virginia You were cheap but in good condition Longing for someone to take you on an exotic trip You are my autoharp I carried you all over the world In my hard case called the heart You're the reason for my blood to keep running Through my veins every album again
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