The night was heavy
The world turned cold
Had nothing left
Just stories untold
But I found a friend
In this wooden frame
She don't ask nothing
Just calls my name

No preacher came
No angel cry
Just a broken man
With his pride denied
But the blues came in
Like a holy flame
And every note
Washed away the shame

I don't need no doctor
I don't need no saints
Just six strings
And a little pain

This old guitar
She knows my scar
She turned my wounds
Into shooting stars

I played all night
While the storm rolled past
Each cord I hit
Made the darkness last
But then a light rose up
From the sound
And I swear my soul
Came back around

Some pray in silence
Some shout and run
Me I just strum
Till the morning comes
No church no choir
No saving grace
Just a song to fill
This empty space

I don't need no promise
I don't chase the light
I just play the blues
Through the hardest night
When the world gives up
And the silence wins
I find salvation
In these strings again