One Broken String

(mhm-mmm) Three people drinking in the corner light

I was playing my heart out to the empty night

Then a sudden snap,

a sharp sting on my hand

And the room went quiet,

I couldn't stand

I put my head down,

ready to pack it in

But an old man walked up with a silver grin

He pulled a spare wire from a dusty leather case He said,

'I sat right there

in your exact place'

One broken string won't end the song

You've got to tune it up and carry on (oh-oh-oh) Keep the

melody alive where you belong

He wound the silver tight,

tuned it true and clear He said,

'Fifty years ago I nearly walked away from here' But the

music is a fire

that you can't let die

Then he patted my shoulder,

looked me in the eye

One broken string won't end the song

You've got to tune it up and carry on

(yeah,

carry on)

Keep the melody alive where you belong

We're still singing along...

One broken string...