Man With a Guitar
J.C.Carven Lyrics
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Tell me please, can you put my mind at ease
When you're standing in the spotlight
With all the girls around
I was wondering how you do it
How you make that sound, guitar man
Tell me what your secret am
Tell me please, can you put my mind at ease
Across those silver strings
It looks so nice and easy
How you make it sing, guitar man
Tell me what your secret am
Tell me please, can you put my mind at ease
Guitar man, in a guitar jam
Playing low, playing slow
Playing loud, working the crowd
Playing high, you seem to fly
Guitar man, tell me what your secret am
Uh, hey man, have you seen my Stratocaster
Hand me that Gibson over there, will you
Let my try your Martin, man
Do you mind
Plug it in that Marshall
Turn it up a little bit louder
The lyrics to J.C. Carven's "Man With a Guitar" are straightforward yet powerful. The song is an ode to the guitar man who mesmerizes the audience with his skillful playing. The singer is curious about how the guitar man manages to enchant and captivate the fans with his music. The lyrics show a deep reverence for the artistry of guitar playing.
The singer praises the guitar man's swift finger movements and the way he makes the silver strings sing. The song captures the essence of the emotional connection that music has the ability to create with people. The guitar man's music is a balm for the listener's soul. The singer implies that the guitar playing is not only a talent but a gift that the guitar man possesses. His music is magical, and he seems to have the innate ability to connect with his guitar and audience.
Throughout the song, the singer continues to praise the guitar man's music, and it becomes clear that the song is not only about the guitar but also the guitar man's passion for it. The guitar man is in a state of euphoria while playing his music, which is evident to everyone around him. The audience and the guitar man seem to be feeding off each other's energy, creating a beautiful symbiotic relationship.
Overall, "Man With a Guitar" is a beautiful tribute to the artistry of guitar playing and the emotional connection it creates with the audience.
Line by Line Meaning
Guitar man, tell me what your secret am
As a fan of your art, I'm really captivated by your talent, and I'm eager to know what secret lies behind your craft.
Tell me please, can you put my mind at ease
I'm really curious to learn about your unique skill or method that sets you apart from the culture, hence put my mind at ease
When you're standing in the spotlight
Whenever you are in the crowd's attention, on stage or performing I become curious
With all the girls around
Despite the hoard of fans present, and many groupies that surround you, I think; how do you keep your focus?
I was wondering how you do it
I'm guessing and wondering how you keep up with the pressure of the live performance, and produce a great sound.
How you make that sound, guitar man
I am itching to know how you produce sounds that leave a signature and can capture the respect and attention of fans
Your fingers move so swiftly
The speed of your performance excites me; I’m curious to know the method behind this magic.
Across those silver strings
The passage of motion and technique over the strings is a mystery to me. That makes me fascinated, eager to learn more.
It looks so nice and easy
You make playing look so simple when it so complex, and I really want to learn more about it. Can you guide me?
How you make it sing, guitar man
I determine to know how you can make the guitar produce soulful sound that touches hearts, which seems to come to you naturally.
Guitar man, in a guitar jam, Playing low, playing slow, Playing loud, working the crowd, Playing high, you seem to fly
A bit of appreciation for the vastness and versatility of your art, I admire your exceptional flexibility and ability to respond to the needs and demands of your listeners to create an experience that is unforgettable.
Uh, hey man, have you seen my Stratocaster
A small banter, a personal joke, or a light conversation between two guitar enthusiasts, focusing on instruments or guitars.
Hand me that Gibson over there, will you
A continuation joking; asking for another instrument used to play the guitar
Let my try your Martin, man, Do you mind
A light banter making a request to a fellow guitarist to try out one of their guitars
Plug it in that Marshall, Turn it up a little bit louder
Asking the sound tech to plug their guitar into the amp and turn the volume up a few notches, so they could play the guitar loudly.
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Am I wrong, 'cause I wanna get it on, till I die
Am I wrong, 'cause I wanna get it on, till I die
Get it on, till I die, get it on, till I die
Y’all, y’all remember me
Y’all, y’all remember me Sold me out, taking change
Told me your name, we had, all the lanes
Held me down
Last chance fancy pants, oh very well
Gotta get ready, want a big payback
The payback!
Hey, hey
Am I wrong, 'cause I wanna get it on, till I die
Am I wrong, 'cause I wanna get it on, till I die
Get it on, till I die, get it on, till I die
Y’all, y’all remember me
At the way you’ll die
Am I wrong, 'cause I wanna get it on, till I die
Am I wrong, 'cause I wanna get it on, till I die
Get it on, till I die, get it on, till I die
Y’all, y’all remember me
At the way you’ll die
Only wish to breed
I explode into a million seeds
Y'all remember me
Legendary live eternally
Bury me in pieces 'cause they fear reincarnation
Niggas screaming peace 'cause they fear when my squad face 'em
Take them to places, stake they face then erase 'em and brake 'em
Murder motherfucker's at a rate and then quicken the pace
Blast me but never ask me to live a lie
Am I wrong 'cause I wanna get it on till I die
Now even if you blind you still see my prophecy
My destiny to overthrow those on top of me
(Bitch made niggas and that bullshit you go through)
Outlawz busting busting, we untouchable
Am I wrong, 'cause I wanna get it on, till I die
Am I wrong, 'cause I wanna get it on, till I die
Get it on, till I die, get it on, till I die
Y’all, y’all remember me
At the way you’ll die
Am I wrong, 'cause I wanna get it on, till I die
Am I wrong, 'cause I wanna get it on, till I die
Get it on, till I die, get it on, till I die
Y’all, y’all remember me
Expect me nigga like you expect Jesus to come back
Expect me nigga, I’m comin, hahaha
@thebestmc3912
Tarantino really got a great taste in music
@yaro42
Nothing new, he has great taste in almost every thing
@Vainzent
@@bigphatty5298 dont be so salty man
@bigphatty5298
@@Vainzent lol Idk why I just like to mess with people here. I agree with the guy. I really enjoyed all the Tarantino movies I've seen. I'm just a cock
@ididntmeantoshootthatvietn5012
@@bigphatty5298 the ultimate troll
@ultrabigfella
@@bigphatty5298 sure buddy. That's why you deleted the comment.
@Timestopper117
I never thought I would say this in my entire existence as a fan of the Western film genre but...
"Damn, that was a great use of that rap song."
@MrPurpleEYE
+Alexandre Pauquin then what are you doing here
@MrPurpleEYE
+Alexandre Pauquin I liked the final firefight and this song made it that much better. nice stereotype by the way, good imagery.
@Choopachoopapa
+Alexandre Pauquin Lol you went straight to the abuse huh? Fucking hell, grow up.