text: The blood moon shines across the vale
  Bells ring out through churches and jails
  I tally my wounds and count the scars
  Here in the house of a thousand guitars
  The criminal clown has stolen the throne
  He steals what he can never own
  May the truth ring out from every small-town bar
  Well light up the house of a thousand guitars
  Well its alright, yeah its alright
  Meet me, darlin, come Saturday night
  All good souls from near and far
  Will meet in the house of a thousand guitars
  Here the bitter and the bored
  Wake in search of the lost chord
  Thatll band us together for as long as theres stars
  Here in the house of a thousand guitars
  Well its alright, yeah its alright
  Meet me, darlin, come Saturday night
  Brother and sister, wherever you are
  Well meet in the house of a thousand guitars
  So wake and shake off your troubles, my friend
  Well go where the music never ends
  From the stadiums to the small-town bars
  Well light up the house of a thousand guitars
  House of a thousand guitars, house of a thousand guitars
  Brother and sister, wherever you are
  Well rise together till we find the spark
  Thatll light up the house of a thousand guitars
  Well its alright, yeah its alright
  Meet me, darlin, come Saturday night
  All the souls from near and far
  Well meet at the house of a thousand guitars
  A thousand guitars, a thousand guitars
  A thousand guitars, a thousand guitars
  A thousand guitars, a thousand guitars
  A thousand guitars, a thousand guitars