I ain’t got nothin’ but my green guitar

I was getting on track but I crashed my car

Spend my days in different ways

Always lookin back through the haze

Crime always pays but in terrible ways

Can leisure living be forgiving?

While I sip on my irish jav

I could miss out on the things I could have

Motivation, Could it be my salvation?

Just me and my green guitar

Changes are we’ll go far