Jerry Jeff Walker – Old Beat Up Guitar (Guitar)

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Well I found her in a pawn shop

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Somewhere up in Ohio

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Where I guess some rounder came up short

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And he had to let her go

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Cost me ninety dollars

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But its worth much more by far

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Cause I've never had a better friend

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Than that old beat up guitar

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Didn't look like too much(Ab slide-> A)

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Just a Roy Smeck Stage De luxe

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But a lady she never fared as well

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Who travelled through so much

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She travelled with me always

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Through the alleys and the bars

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Songs I sang and friends I knew

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Were part of that guitar

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At nights she was my pillow

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Restin' underneath the stars

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Day and night I stayed alive

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With that old beat up guitar

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She picked up the name of Angel

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In an old New Orleans bar

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Where a drunken poet drew one on

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The top of that guitar

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Ol' Babe Stovall he marked her

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Example:  where you see a "G" below, change it to a "F" and so on...

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Scratched the songs right from his heart

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Seems everyone there used to scar

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That old beat up guitar

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Well a ramblin' man he has trouble

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Hangin' on to all that he owns

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And in those years of travellin'

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That gui tar fell by the road

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The one night in New Mexico

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I stumbled into this bar

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The Angel lay there smilin'

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On that old beat up guitar

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I took her from the wall

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Ran my hands across the scars

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Played again the old songs

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That were written on that gui tar

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Friends I'd loved and lost

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Many nights inside of the bar

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Came back so clearly singin'

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On that old beat up gui tar