Strings of Resolve

(Verse 1) Six strings in my hand, a dream in my heart, But the road to mastery seems like miles apart. Fingers fumble on frets, notes so out of tune, Learning this guitar feels like dancing with the moon. (Chorus) Oh, the struggle of the strings, the battle of the frets, Every chord a mountain, every riff a test. But I'll keep on strumming, through the highs and lows, For the joy of music, the passion that it bestows. (Verse 2) Hours turn to days, days into nights, As I wrestle with this instrument, learning its delights. From the basics to the solos, the journey's long and steep, But with each new riff mastered, my resolve I'll keep. (Chorus) Oh, the struggle of the strings, the battle of the frets, Every chord a mountain, every riff a test. But I'll keep on strumming, through the highs and lows, For the joy of music, the passion that it bestows. (Bridge) Calloused fingertips, aching hands, But the music in my soul, forever stands. Through frustration and doubt, I'll find my way, For the guitar's sweet melody, I'll always play. (Solo) (Chorus) Oh, the struggle of the strings, the battle of the frets, Every chord a mountain, every riff a test. But I'll keep on strumming, through the highs and lows, For the joy of music, the passion that it bestows. (Outro) So here's to all beginners, on this musical ride, With patience and persistence, let your passion be your guide. For in the heart of every guitarist, there's a fire that burns bright, And with each note we play, we'll conquer the night.