Mike Aiken — This Here Mandolin lyrics

Lyrics

This here mandolin is carved out of pine
Was willed to me by a captain way down the line
He donated this mandolin with these last words
Before I pass over boy, I’ll show you some chords
This here mandolin is made out of earth and of stone
The sound of the fog horn makes ya feel all alone
This here mandolin will take a sailor back home
This here mandolin is sure full of sand
It’ll play out of tune if there’s a shoal on the ways
She’ll sing ya the song of the ocean’s beckoning call
That ain’t all
This here mandolin makes a young girl open up her window
Like a warm bed on a rainy night
Like an ale house in a storm
This here mandolin will keep a sailor from harm
This here mandolin is carved out of pine
Was willed to me by an old captain way down the line
He donated this mandolin with these last words
Before I pass over boy, I’ll show you some chords
This here mandolin’s made out of spars and old planks
If you’re feeling lonely and you need an old song
This here mandolin will take a sailor back home