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I got a Telecaster in my hands,
Six strings and a soul to command.
From honky-tonks to big city lights,
She's been my partner every night.
Telecaster, oh Telecaster,
My faithful friend and disaster,
We've been through thick and thin,
You're the reason I can sing.
I pick up my Telecaster, feeling like The boss,
Strumming those strings, ain't no time for loss,
Soulful sound that takes me to another place,
People gather round, they can't help but embrace.
Telecaster in my hands, I feel the power,
Music flowing through me like a shower,
Crafted for greatness, it's the real deal,
Telecaster's sound, it's something you can feel.
I picked up my Telecaster
And plugged it in, it felt like magic
The sound it made was like no other
And I knew this guitar was my ticket
Telecaster, oh Telecaster
You bring life to my music
With your twang and your style
My heart beats with your music
My fingers dance across the frets,
Electric energy in every note I get.
A sound so raw, so pure and true,
A Fender Telecaster, my love for you.
You're my backbone, my trusty companion,
With every strum, you bring my soul to action.
A Fender Telecaster, my heart's desire,
Forever by my side, lighting up the fire.
I first laid eyes on her, in that music store
It was love at first sight, I couldn't ignore
An old telecaster, with its sunburst grace
I knew rightthen, she'd be my saving grace
Oh, my telecaster love, you're my one true muse
Every lick and chord, just another excuse
To keep playing all night, until the morning light
With my telecaster love, everything feels right