Lyrics
Oh, Holden has got me caught
I never asked for advice
He’s got a way of forcin’ it on ya
But my heart’s as cold as ice
And I will not entertain
Even an ounce of anger
I’m happy with all my borrowed words
I won’t ever return
And this is not my song
And these are not my words
I borrowed the guitar
And stole all the chords
And these are not my feelings
In fact, they’re age-old
Oh, I learned ’em from a place
But mainly they’re stole
Stolen by me
Oh, Lord I’ve stolen a girl
But it’s like stealing a mountain
I’ve got no place to put it, no
And no hope to climb it
I cannot succeed
I cannot catch and release
Oh, I said, “Man, please take her back”
And he said, “You’ve sown, now you will reap”
Oh, I found a true love
Surely she’s ideal
She was once my friend’s
But I made a steal
And she loves like a rock
And she’s heavy as a stone, yeah
But it’s better than drugs
Oh, and being alone
And this is not my song
And these are not my words
I borrowed the guitar
And stole all the chords
And these are not my feelings
In fact, they’re age-old
I learned ’em from a place
But mainly they’re stole
Stolen by me
Oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh
I never asked for advice
He’s got a way of forcin’ it on ya
But my heart’s as cold as ice
And I will not entertain
Even an ounce of anger
I’m happy with all my borrowed words
I won’t ever return
And this is not my song
And these are not my words
I borrowed the guitar
And stole all the chords
And these are not my feelings
In fact, they’re age-old
Oh, I learned ’em from a place
But mainly they’re stole
Stolen by me
Oh, Lord I’ve stolen a girl
But it’s like stealing a mountain
I’ve got no place to put it, no
And no hope to climb it
I cannot succeed
I cannot catch and release
Oh, I said, “Man, please take her back”
And he said, “You’ve sown, now you will reap”
Oh, I found a true love
Surely she’s ideal
She was once my friend’s
But I made a steal
And she loves like a rock
And she’s heavy as a stone, yeah
But it’s better than drugs
Oh, and being alone
And this is not my song
And these are not my words
I borrowed the guitar
And stole all the chords
And these are not my feelings
In fact, they’re age-old
I learned ’em from a place
But mainly they’re stole
Stolen by me
Oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh
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