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This is a rather basic version of the song I figured it out myself after hearing the song.
The original lyrics are a Shel Silverstein poem and the song is from a tribute album that was made shortly
following Shels death.
*capo on second fret*
This guitar is for sale.
I'll let her go cheap
Tho' she's pretty to look at
She don't earn her keep.
She can roar like the west wind
She can weep.
She can wail.
But the tunes that she plays ain't sellin' today
This guitar is for sale.
She's laid here beside me
On cold winter nights.
She's got me in trouble
She's won me some fights
N.C
We both came out all right!
She knows every sad song
That Hank ever wrote.
Just touch her once gently
And she'll take you on home.
She'll tell you sad stories
'Bout junk yards and jails
And a fool with a song
And a love that's gone wrong.
This guitar is for sale.
She's rode 'cross this country
On freight trains and trucks
Hung 'round pawn shop windows
When we've been down on our luck
N.C
And we've been down on our luck!
So please treat her kindly.
Keep her out of the rain.
It's funny you're askin'...
I never gave her a name.
If you think she looks weary
You've been readin' our mail.
If you've got the dough
Take her and go
This guitar is for sale.
She's won me some ladies
With her sweet lovin' songs
And she stayed right here with me
When the ladies were gone.
N.C
And the ladies are gone!
But hard times and troubles
Been doggin' our tale.
If you've got the dough
Buddy take her and go
This guitar is for sale.
(supprime les barrés)