The Good The Bad and The Weak

I sometimes wonder if anyone ever listens to these songs we post, and I wonder whether they pay attention to the lyrics or the guitars. 'Cause maybe listening to both would be too much to ask.

She said call me now baby and I'd come a running.

I'm on call to be there.
One and all to be there.
And When I fall to pieces
Lord you know I'll be there waiting

To be there.