You Are My Autoharp

I Push Every Button On Your Body

I Push The A Minor, The E Flat, The F Major

And Especially The C Sharp 7

You Are My Autoharp

I Play Every String In Your Mind

And Even When I Play Them Very Loud

They Keep In Tune

But How Will They Sound Soon

You Are My Autoharp

I Bought You In A Pawnshop In Virginia

You Were Cheap But In Good Condition

Longing For Someone To Take You On An Exotic Trip

You Are My Autoharp

I Carried You All Over The World

In My Hard Case Called The Heart

You're The Reason For My Blood To Keep Running

Through My Veins Every Album Again