Lyrics:
I wrote away to Sears & Roebuck
Ordered me a Silvertone
The Postman brought it on a big black horse
In a paper box four feet long
Oh my Silvertone
the deepest night
Won't see the answer
'Til I see the light
Music
Playing in my brain
Make it louder
Make it drown the pain
Without you I'm silvertone blue
If you stroll down Main
Looking for a sweet refrain
Or need someone to sing away your blues
You will find me by the road
With my Gaucho Silvertone
Rest, rest in my bones, bones
My wrested arms and my legs
And I'm bangin' on a Silvertone and
Hey, red fox
Round my neck
Ooh, foxy
Locksy dark brunette
to me long ago
Nightbird is it you
Do you sing 'cause you're broken and blue
Did the spirits lead you here
With a Silvertone, sure and clear
I wish I
guy he'll rip it all night
Fender Gibson Gretsch all power his might
Perhaps an old Silvertone ain't that a sight
Whenever he plays the fans do delight
feet
My Silver-tone Boo-hoos
Oliver John, yes I'm always missing her
There's a guy she's going out with
He's just a guy she's going out with
I'd do
and back
And it will always be good to me
Always be good to me
Always be good to me
Always be good to me
I've got a beat up Silvertone amp
I plug
Bullets and Silvertones and heading east
To a brownstone up three flights of stairs and it's on, on, on, on, it's
I could have had my way, this year
the thing.
It was a like aqua blue.
Kinda dark aqua blue with a cream colored heart.
Was a Silvertone from Montgomery Wards.
The model was called
and sleeping in a bank machine.
And beating up an old tambourine.
While the old man strums an old guitar,
a silvertone with a whammy bar.
As someone shouts
Transfixified
Silvertone dream
C'mon cash machine
You got to get into it
You got to kill it like you want it ???
C'mon cash machine
If I
A million Sears Silvertone guitars
Heard the licks no need to take them nowhere
Blues music
It's like chewing gum with your headphones on
Drinking
rhinestones and a Silvertone
Opry playing on the radio
He says one day I'm gonna be on that stage
Spends all his time practicing
Gets a big break and it
the silver-tone screen
Acting like they had nothing to see
I'm too shy to look you in the eyes
And tell you how I really felt through all the dazed and crazed
They called him Mr. Guitar, Chet Atkins was his name
At nine years old he swapped a pistol, for some old cheap six string
Probably a Silvertone
the road, some pillows, and my Silvertone
A Polaroid, a trunk of clothes, we'll set off on our way
There's no telling where we'll go
What's ahead only God
Wake up in the morning empty pill bottle by my side
Evil in my head, another day, the same ride
The world gray, silvertone
Get more money just to die
Sunday
With four guys from Liverpool
The Stones are gonna be on Shindig
With Howling Wolf
I got a Silvertone guitar
From the Sears catalog
So I could play
At 17 he moved to Memphis
With his $15-dollar Sears Silvertone
And on the street, he played relentless
He worked his fingers to the bone
They called him
shades
And knows they wouldn't like her
Like that at all
Oh those boys in the silvertone
They call her back
They call her back
The lines in her
Silvertone roses
Tall grass dancing
Chestnut trees reaching
Oooooh for heaven
Wake up little darling
It's time to take off
Time to go
Look at me
Nathan Daniel was the inventor of the
Danelectro and Silvertone guitars.
When he sold his business in the 60's,
he moved to Hawaii,and started
c baseball hat
Sneakers
cnd a Silvertone from 57
cnd see the Everglades
Birds
Birds in the Everglades
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