The Guitar Player Married My Sister

The guitar player married my sister
She didn’t listen to my father, she’s my sister
The guitar player married my little sister

Martin H. smashed my guitar in 8th grade
                                    It didn’t matter to him what a difference I’d make
Already I was steady, he knew I could play
                                    Maybe to see things at all, bent Mrs. T in some way

The guitar player and my sister
She didn’t listen to my father, she’s my sister
The guitar player married my sister

The ideal husband him?…as if they would know
They’re miserable lives aren’t worth the dough they don’t owe
“And we should know you kid’s are wasting your lives, if you don’t do it our way
                                    it’s too embarrassing to hide
Like that scandal with the guitar player and your sister”
                     When my father met my mother, did he even kiss her?
                     When I hold my life before me, I know it’s twisted
                     That guitar player married my little sister!…(little Rory)

Imagine:  when at the wedding they saw, he was about to become my brother-in-law
Beatle boots, tight pants, flat broke, guitar damaged hearing
Everything they see is a piss off if it’s living…if it’s living!

Martin H. smashed my guitar in 8th grade
It didn’t matter to him what a difference I’d make
Already I was steady, he knew I could play
Maybe to see things at all bent Mrs. T in some way---------------------------------
That guitar player married my sister!!!