Song Description
									Write me a prescription to play the guitar!
								 								
								
								
									
										
											
											
																							| Song Length | 4:39 | Genre | Folk - Rock, Folk - Contemporary | 
																								| Tempo | Medium (111 - 130) | Lead Vocal | Male Vocal | 
																								| Mood | Cheerful | Subject | Addiction,  Recovery | 
																								| Language | English |  |  | 
									
								 
								
								
																Lyrics
								
									Prescription to Play	
© 2009 Jon Peterson.  All Rights Reserved.
||:G - D - C  - Am ||
G - D - C - D		I'm sittin' 'round drinking when I should be playin'
G - D - C - Am		Sittin' 'round thinking when I should be saying,
G - Am - C - D- Em		That I love you babe, and I sure don't want to argue no more.
				My guitar's on the stand, and she's calling my name,
				The grain in the spruce looks like a tear stain,
					She's crying for me, cause there's no one else to blame.
Am - G/B - C -  intro		Doctor I'm begging you, I must need a prescription .... for the pain.
		***[chorus]***
G - D - C - Am			So, write me a prescription to play a guitar.
G - D - C - Am			It's the only medication, that has worked thus far,
G - Am - C - D- Em		The lessons and the co-pay, well they cost about the same.
Am - G/B - C -  intro		On a cool summer evening, all I need....is a prescription to play.
	
		
				Just a simple sounding six-string, with all the right chords,
				I guess when I get better, I can buy more,
					The insurance lady lives upstairs. she'll cover the claim -
			_____              She's heard all there is to hear and she sure supports - a prescription... to play.
				See this here six-string sure eases my mind, 
				Better than a quart of dandilion wine,
					Rehab should hang a guitar on every door frame.
					Oh, sister-nurse, could you write me a prescription... to play.
		***[chorus]***
	
				Now, a national health care plan to join a string band,
				Most of us in America, would would accept and understand,
					When you yell your Senator's name, ask him to play freebird.
			_____					  (move capo)
				Then script me a capo, so I can change the key,
				Then a pretty lady will come and sing harmony,
					We'll dream of touring the land, with our little folk band,
					As long as we get our prescriptions filled - with guitars in our hands.
		***[chorus]***
					.....On a cool summer evening, all I need ...
		[TAG]		On a warm winter evening, all I need....
				On a green spring morning, all I need.... is you....  and a prescription to play.
				No fillers!  Nothing to recycle.   No nasty side affects.
				And, if your playing last longer than 4 hours, seek medical attention immediately.