The Guitar Song

[D]I'm just a guitar, in the pawn shop on the corner,
And I'm [G]waiting for someone to [D]play me now and then.
My [A]strings are kinda rusty, and I'm just a little dusty,
Oh, but you'd be too, if you've been where I've [D]been.
[D]I did some shows with Haggard, back in 1967,
Now I'm [G]dying for someone to [E]play me back home.

[G]I'm just a g[A]uitar in the [D]pawn shop on the [G]corner,
Hey, [D]come on by and [A]listen to my [D]song.

[D]I've seen at least a million of those tiny, smokey bar rooms,
And I've [G]helped to heal some heartaches, and I've [A]helped to sell some [D]beer.
And the [A]last one that held me, just couldn't wait to sell me.
For 20 dollars, he left me hanging [D]here.
[D]But I dream about the spotlight, and the roaring of the people,
And I [G]wonder if I'm ever gonna [E]hear 'em sing along.

[G]I'm just a [A]guitar in the [D]pawn shop on the [G]corner,
Hey, [D]come on by and [A]listen to my [D]song.

[D]I've got a lot of memories and a song or two left in me,
And some [G]day someone will pick me and [E]play me back home.

[G]I'm just a [A]guitar in the [D]pawn shop on the [G]corner,
Hey, [D]come on by and [A]listen to my [D]song.
[D]Won't ya come on by and [A]listen to my [D]song.

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