Guy Clark The Guitar CAPO 2 Am F I was passing by a pawn shop in an older part of town G E7 Something caught my eye so I stopped and turned around Am F Stepped inside and there I spied right in the middle of it all G E7 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