Pawn Shop - Live From 3rd & Lindsley

She pushed her wedding ring across the counter
And said, "Tell me that it's worth more than I think"
There's a bus to Baton Rouge, leaves in an hour
And 90 dollars cash buys me a seat

That quarter-carat, picture-perfect dream
Wasn't all it was cracked up to be

It ain't stolen, it ain't hot
Someone told me it cost a lot
Man, ain't that the truth
Thought I'd wear it my whole life
Never even crossed my mind
Back when it was new
It'd end up in a pawn shop on Charlotte Avenue

He walked in with it slung over his shoulder
He said, "Man, you'll never give me a fair price"
But this young man's town's just watchin' me get older
And the songs I sing don't feed my kids and wife

There's a few belt buckle scratches on the back
And the B-string tends to fall a little flat

It ain't stolen, it ain't hot
Someone told me it cost a lot
Man, ain't that the truth
Thought I'd play it my whole life
Never even crossed my mind
Back when it was new
It'd end up in a pawn shop on Charlotte Avenue

Dreams don't die even when they're broken
Tomorrow when that sign says: "Open"
That guitar or that wedding band
Will start a new dream, second-hand

It ain't stolen, it ain't hot
Someone told me it cost a lot
Man, ain't that the truth
Thought I'd own it my whole life
It never even crossed my mind
Back when it was new
It'd end up in a pawn shop on Charlotte Avenue