Effron White - My Heart Plays These Songs

My fingers don't pick this guitar
My voice don't sing along
My foot can't keep a beat
To the tick of a metronome

I'm a clumsy contradiction
I'm a picker, but I'm all thumbs
I can't carry a tune in a bucket
It's my heart that plays these songs

I went to see the record man
He laid down the rules of the game
You're gonna need a lot of money
If you want the fame

We'll put a band together
Dye your hair in neon tones
No thanks, I'd rather go solo
It's my heart that plays these songs

So I thought I'd go check out the scene
Find a cool place to play
I talked to the bartender
At a bar down on Broadway

He said, we dig your music
Can you play Bad to Bone
I don't do jukebox covers
It's my heart that plays these songs

I was laying with my baby
She's smoother than a guitar neck
I was playing on her heart strings to her
Syncopated breath

She said, your love is a melody
And you never sing it wrong
I just do it the way I feel it
It's my heart that plays these songs

I'm a clumsy contradiction
I'm a picker, but I'm all thumbs
I can't carry a tune in a bucket
It's my heart that plays these songs
It's my heart that plays these songs

Written by:
Chad Roland, Effron White

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