Shopworn Lyrics - Porter Wagoner

Shopworn and aged what's left of a man 

Will never be useless for he's part of God's plan 

Did you ever think of life as just a shop along the street 

And yourself as a product displayed in easy reach 

And you laid there for some quite some time now and pondered at your fate 

Then you begin to wonder if maybe you'd hit the market late 

Wealth had looked you over once and seen you at your best 

But somehow you didn't fit his needs so he took one of the rest 

Love had read your label and you lingered in her mind 

But the competition caught her eye and she left you there behind 

Fame had brushed the edges or the counter where you lay 

And she pondered for a moment but then she walked away 

Lady Luck had even picked you up but then you heard her say 

I just can't afford you so I'll have to let you lay 

Then one day they marked you down put you up on sale 

And you got looked over once again but all to no avail 

Now stained with yellow marked with age you heard a salesman state 

Boss I guess I'll throw this out it's old and out of date 

The keeper of the shop came then and he seemed to understand 

He smiled and looked you over and out a caring hand 

Give me that I'll take it home don't throw it on the street 

It's old and gray but in its way it'll help my shop complete