Once there was a time I'd rob my mama For a good meal and a smoke Once there was a time I'd sell my brother For a dollar when I was broke But I'd never sell my guitar And my strings were always sharp 'cause if I don't have a guitar I'll be strumming on some angels harp And if I don't get to heaven And I go down there below Better be a guitar when I get there OrI will refuse to go Once there was a time I was hungry And I'd find my food in some bin But I'd nevernever sell my guitar 'cause that woulddarlingthat would be a sin