[INTRO] A dusty stage, the light glows dim, a shadow rises over wood and string. A first note rings, rough and unruly, and everything inside me starts to sing. [VERSE 1] His fingers trace stories on old strings, years full of scars, no time for quarrels or things. Every note sounds like it’s hard fought, but when he plays, even the wind is caught. [BRIDGE] I stand there, trapped in the moment, listening to one who gives time away. A heartbeat leans into the melody, and nothing can hold me back today. [VERSE 2] The bar falls silent, only his breath remains, a rhythm that drives through all our veins. A lifetime spent on streets without a name, yet in his tone lies all that keeps him aflame. [CHORUS] When the old man plays his blues guitar, it gets under my skin, deep in my heart. Every note a fire that breaks the night, his blues sets me free and pulls me apart. [SOLO] [CHORUS] When the old man plays his blues guitar, it gets under my skin, deep in my heart. Every note a fire that breaks the night, his blues sets me free and pulls me apart. [BRIDGE] When the silence comes, his echo remains, an old spirit moves on, yet never wanes. [CHORUS FINAL] When the old man plays his blues guitar, it gets under my skin, I’ll never let him go. His song becomes part of all that moves me, a blues that carries me through life, endlessly so. [ENDING] The stage is dark, the last note fades away, and somewhere out there, he keeps on playing today.