A bad boy you are
You Stole my guitar
And now it's such a shame
My songs are not the same
Got the blues in my veins
Now you got me chained
Thief at heart
A bad boy came
Don't know his name
Maybe my greatest fan
Maybe a naughty man
Wanted a part of me
To play his dirty
Thief's hands
But now my flowers are out-of-bloom
Cause all my songs are out-of tune
And the rhythm my heart beats
Skips and stops
And I miss my poor guitar
I wonder where the hell you are
And what wicked songs
You're playing in thief's hands
A bad boy now
Plays my guitar
It's driving me insane
And I am all to blame
I should have locked the door
Cause now my heart is sore
In thief's hands
Here is the song :
https://soundcloud.com/bia-b-2/the-guitar-thief
(This is a 2nd version of the poem "bad boy" made into a song.)
