Guy Clark
The Guitar

CAPO 2

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I was passing by a pawn shop in an older part of town
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Something caught my eye so I stopped and turned around
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Stepped inside and there I spied right in the middle of it all
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Was beat up old guitar hanging on the wall

Well what do you want for that old piece of junk I asked the old man 
He just smiled and took it down and put it in my hand
You tell me what its worth since you the one who wants it
Tune it up and play a song lets just see what haunts it

So I hit a couple of chords in my old country way of strumming
Then my fingers turned to lightning and I never even heard it coming
Its like I always knew it I just don’t know where I learned it
It wasn’t nothing but the truth so I just reared back and burned it

Well I lost all track of time and there was nothing I couldn’t pick
Up and down the neck I never missed a lick
The guitar almost played it self and there was nothing I couldn’t do
It was getting hard to tell just who was playing who

Well when I finally put it down I couldn’t catch my breath
My hands were shaking and I was scared to death
The old man finally got up said where in the hell you been
I’ve been waiting all these years for you to stumble in

Then he took down an old dusty case and said go ahead and pack up
You don’t owe me nothing then he said good luck
There was something spooky about is voice and something strange on his face
When I saw him shut the lid I saw my name was on the case