Intro: G D A Bm | G D G D A D
G D A Bm
He was born in the woods, torn from his home.
G D G A
Well, he was naked, and destined to be out on his own.
G A D Bm
And he waited in darkness, hoping someone might see,
G D G D A D
From something so rough, what a treasure he’d be.
G A D
Stronger than steel and wood.
G A D
Seen me through the bad and good.
G A D Bm G A
And when I’m hanging by a string, every little thing
is understood
Between Martin and me.
G D A Bm
Well he’s hollow in the middle from the shape that he’s in.
G D G A
He’s either filled up with music or locked in his shell again.
G A D Bm
And it takes some fine tuning to make him come around,
G D G D A D
But he’s a huge piece of me and I’ll never put him down.
G A D
Stronger than steel and wood.
G A D
Seen me through the bad and good.
G A D Bm G A
And when I’m hanging by a string, every little thing
is understood
Between Martin and me.
G D A Bm
He is a good friend, and he has his own voice.
G D A D
And you get what you give; sometimes it’s just noise.
G D A Bm
But if you treat him well he will last your life long.
G D G D A D
And if you’re honest and open well, he will write you a song.
(Write you a song, write you a song)
G A D
Stronger than steel and wood.
G A D
Seen me through the bad and good.
G A D Bm G A
And when I’m hanging by a string, every little thing is understood
G A D Bm G A
And when I’m hanging by a string, every little thing
is understood
Between Martin and me.
