Guitar Graveyard

In the window of a pawn shop
Down off of Broadway
An old man's dreams and his old guitar
Are hanging on display

Thens the day she walks inside
With all of her hopes and her dreams in her eyes
Buys that old guitar with the money she saved
It's where the quitters quit and the dreamers get their start
Guitar graveyard

There is a guitar graveyard in every Nashville pawn shop
Where broken dreams and broken hearts are hanging on the wall
From the type broken busted through the best in the business
Where the underdogs and the wild guitars come quit or risk it all
It's how Nashville keeps it fair and deals it hard
In a Guitar graveyard

And you never know
Whose gonna walk through that door
With a piece of country history or a glimmer of hope
And if you've never seen a man given up on his dreams
Or a young girl who's scraped together every penny she's ever owned.
It's how Nashville keeps it fair and deals it hard
In a Guitar graveyard

There is a guitar graveyard in every Nashville pawn shop
Where broken dreams and broken hearts are hanging on the wall
From the type broken busted through the best in the business
Where the underdogs and the wild guitars come quit or risk it all
It's how Nashville keeps it fair and deals it hard
It's where the quitters quit and the dreamers get their start
It's the end of the road for that old man's old guitar.
In a Guitar graveyard

There is a guitar graveyard in every Nashville pawn shop
Where broken dreams and broken hearts are hanging on the wall
From the type broken busted through the best in the business
Where the underdogs and the wild guitars come quit or risk it all
It's how Nashville keeps it fair and deals it hard
It's where the quitters quit and the dreamers get their start
It's the end of the road for that old man's old guitar.
In a Guitar graveyard

It's where a young girl goes to catch a rising star



Credits
Writer(s): David Owen Bray
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