Got a brand new Taylor sittin’ in its case, 有在案件一个全新的泰勒坐在 ，

Haven’t picked it up since the day you left me. 自从你离开我的日子还没有把它捡起来。

And I still miss you. 而我依然想念你。

Got a worn out Martin I use on the stage, 有一个破旧马丁，我就在舞台上使用，

The one I used to write with everyday. 一个我用来日常书写。

But it doesn’t feel right in my hands, 但它并不适合我，我的手，

Some guitars they don’t understand the blues. 有些吉他，他们不明白的蓝调。

   

When I’m feeling sad, 当我感到悲伤，

When I’m looking back, 当我回头看，

I take out that old blue guitar. 我拿出了旧的蓝色吉他。

   

Its got a belt buckle scratch on its back. 它有它的背面的皮带扣划伤。

Three-year old strings and worn out frets. 三岁的字符串和磨损烦恼。

Though I have to tune it constantly, 虽然我不得不调整它不断，

It’s the only place I found a melody. 这是我发现了一个旋律的地方。

It’s close to the hollow sound of pure lonely. 这是接近纯粹的孤独的空洞的声音。

   

When I’m feeling sad, 当我感到悲伤，

When I’m looking back, 当我回头看，

I take out that old blue guitar. 我拿出了旧的蓝色吉他。

   

I guess it knows how it feels, 我猜它知道那是什么感觉，

To feel this alone, 独自感受到这一点，

‘Cause my heart’s overflowing, 因为我的心脏的泛滥，

As it fills up this song. 因为它填补了这首歌。