Hollywood Lyrics - Somedays The Song Writes You - Guy Clark

Well, I was passing by a pawn shop 

In an older part of town 

Something caught my eye 

And I stopped and turned around 

I stepped inside and there I spied 

In the middle of it all 

Was a beat up old guitar 

Hanging on the wall 

"What do you want for that piece of junk?" 

I asked the old man 

He just smiled and took it down 

And he put it in my hand 

He said, "You tell me what it's worth 

You're the one who wants it" 

Tune it up, play a song 

And let's just see what haunts it 

So, I hit a couple of chords 

In my old country way of strumming 

And then my fingers turned to lightning 

Man, I never heard it coming 

It was like I always knew it 

I just don't know where I learned it 

It wasn't nothin' but the truth 

So I just reared back and burned it 

Well, I lost all track of time 

There was nothing I couldn't pick 

Up and down the neck 

I never missed a lick 

The guitar almost played itself 

There was nothing I could do 

It was getting hard to tell 

Just who was playing who 

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 

Said, " Go on and pack it up 

You don't owe me nothing" 

And then he said, "Good luck" 

There was something spooky in his voice 

And something strange on his face 

When he shut the lid 

I saw my name was on the case