Berneice
I can still remember
I was eight years old
First time that I picked her up
Little did I know
She's taken me to places
That I've never been
Did my first gig
In a rock 'n roll band
Berneice, Sweet Berneice
Get a real job
Let the guitar go
There ain't no future
In rock 'n roll
So go for your guitars
Go for your guns
Better think twice
It's three aginst one
Take you best shot
It's a showdown now
A guitar woman needs a guitar man
One without the other
Neither one of them can stand
Remember where we came from
We can do it all again
So thanks to all you people
Give yourselves a hand
Berneice, Sweet Berneice
