You Done Made My Guitar Cry

©2010 Words and Music by Brian Futch

I did everything you told me,

Crossed every “t” and dotted every “i”,

I followed all your rules, but now I’m the fool,

And you done made my guitar cry.

I guess I was just a number,

A “nobody”, anonymous passerby,

It’s a cruel game your playin’; just look at the price I’m payin’

Now you done made my guitar cry,

Cry, cry, listen to my guitar cry,

Cry, cry, you done made my guitar cry,

I ain’t givin’ up so easy,

There’s more than one way to fly,

And when I do, I’ll soar away from you,

Cause you done made my guitar cry,

Cry, cry, listen to my guitar cry,

Cry, cry, you done made my guitar cry,

You done made my guitar cry,

You done made my guitar cry

Lost my job in January of 2010 after 16 years with the company.  This my angst.