Once There Was a Time
Ten Years After Lyrics


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Once there was a time I'd rob my mama
For a good meal and a smoke
Once there was a time I'd sell my brother
For a dollar when I was broke

But I'd never sell my guitar
And my strings were always sharp
Cause if I don't have a guitar
I'll be strumming on some angels harp

And if I don't get to heaven
And I go down there below
Better be a guitar when I get there
Or, I will refuse to go

Once there was a time I was hungry
And I'd find my food in some bin




But I'd never, never sell my guitar
Cause that would, darling, that would be a sin

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to Ten Years After's song "Once There Was a Time" are an expression of the singer's undying loyalty and love for his guitar. The first two verses detail the hunger and desperation that once consumed the singer's life. He describes a time when he would do anything for a good meal and a smoke, even if it meant robbing his own mother. He admits that he was once so poor that he would sell his brother for a dollar. Despite these hardships, the singer never wavered in his love for his guitar. He kept his strings sharp, never selling his instrument, because without it he would be left strumming on "some angel's harp."


The final two verses expand on the singer's devotion to his guitar. He declares that if he were to end up in hell, he would refuse to go unless he had a guitar with him. The final verse speaks to the singer's personal understanding of sin. Despite having once been so poor that he had to root through trash cans for food, the idea of selling his guitar is unthinkable to him. To part with his beloved instrument would be a true sin.


The lyrics to "Once There Was a Time" are a testament to the power of music in our lives. The song is a powerful expression of the singer's relationship with his guitar, and it speaks to the essential role that music can play in our existence. The song is a reminder that, even in our darkest moments, music can be a source of solace and hope.


Line by Line Meaning

Once there was a time I'd rob my mama
There was a time when I would do anything to satisfy my hunger and addiction, even if it meant stealing from my own family.


For a good meal and a smoke
I was in a situation where food and cigarettes were top priorities, and I would do just about anything to get them, even if it meant committing a crime.


Once there was a time I'd sell my brother
I was in such a state of desperation that I would do something as unforgivable as selling my own flesh and blood for a measly dollar.


For a dollar when I was broke
I was so broke and desperate for cash that I was willing to betray the trust of those close to me in order to survive.


But I'd never sell my guitar
While I may have been willing to do reprehensible things to survive, there was always something that I held sacred and irreplaceable: my guitar.


And my strings were always sharp
It wasn't just any guitar either, but one that was always in perfect condition, cared for with great attention to detail.


Cause if I don't have a guitar
Without my guitar, I would feel lost and aimless, like I had lost a part of myself that could never be replaced.


I'll be strumming on some angels harp
If I were to lose my guitar and all other earthly possessions, I would hope to end up in heaven where I could continue my love for music by playing the harp alongside the angels.


And if I don't get to heaven
But it's not just about having a guitar for the sake of music, it's also tied to the idea of an afterlife and the possibility of going to heaven.


And I go down there below
If I were to instead go to hell, I still wouldn't be content unless I had a guitar with me as a small piece of comfort in an otherwise hopeless situation.


Better be a guitar when I get there
Without a guitar, I would feel incomplete and alone, even in the afterlife, so I hope to be reunited with a beloved instrument if I were to pass on.


Or, I will refuse to go
That's how deeply ingrained music and my guitar are in my being: they are non-negotiable parts of my soul that I could never leave behind, even in death.


Once there was a time I was hungry
This song tells the story of a time in my life when I faced extreme hardship and hunger, and was willing to make questionable decisions to survive.


And I'd find my food in some bin
I was so desperate for sustenance that I resorted to scavenging in trash cans, anything just to keep my hunger at bay.


But I'd never, never sell my guitar
Amidst all the hardship and desperation, there was one thing that was unthinkable to part with: my guitar, the one thing that gave me a sense of hope and purpose.


Cause that would, darling, that would be a sin
To sell my guitar would be the ultimate betrayal of myself and all that I believe in, and therefore something that I could never bring myself to do.




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Written by: ALVIN LEE

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