(Intro)
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And a one, two
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One, two three
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(Verse)
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On a downtown street in Memphis
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A gets walkin into ElvisĄŻ shoes
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AinĄŻt got enough to make the rent, much less to pay his dues
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But he walks into an old pawn shop
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And he plunks down everything heĄŻs got
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Six shiny strings on an old wooden box
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(Verse)
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Well the man throws in an old case
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CanĄŻt wait to get it home
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And he plays and he plays in a secret place
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Til thereĄŻs a pounding on the wall
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Well the guy next door yelling knock it off man
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I donĄŻt want to have to call the cops
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But he canĄŻt stop he done heard the call
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(Chorus)
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Six shiny strings on an old wooden box
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Put her in the right hands man
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The dang thing nearly talks
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ItĄŻll thrill your soul, it will cheer your bones
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Brother, right down to your socks
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Six shiny strings on an old wooden box
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(Verse)
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Well he picks and he plays on it every day
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Til he finally gets the call
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The guitar manĄŻs too drunk to play
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Down at the legion hall
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Well he hits the stage and he burns it up
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The crowd starts yelling, brother turn it up
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And he takes his first step down a lost highway
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(Chorus)
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Six shiny strings on an old wooden box
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Put her in the right hands man
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The dang thing nearly talks
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ItĄŻll thrill your soul, it will cheer your bones
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Brother, right down to your socks
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Six shiny strings on an old wooden box
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(Bridge)
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And they said play your heart out kid
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Oh Lord, donĄŻt you know he did?
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In a cloud of dust, he was on the bus and gone
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Bright lights and neon signs
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The years flew by in forth fore time
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Now he calculates the price for every song
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(Verse)
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On an old tour bus in Texas
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CatĄŻs pickin out a lonesome tune
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He tells himself heĄŻs trying to write
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HeĄŻs just a howling at the moon
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Well he starts downhill and it hits the steel
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Assorted wives and a few ex-kids
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And he canĄŻt make the change thatĄŻs a coming soon
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(Verse)
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In some old Nashville hock shop
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A manĄŻs living with the cash in hand
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He traded in a Martin box and one shiny golden band
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Outside some kid had stopped a guy
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Starring in the window of that old pawn shop
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Six shiny strings on an old wooden box
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(Chorus)
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Six shiny strings on an old wooden box
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Put her in the right hands man
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The dang thing nearly talks
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ItĄŻll thrill your soul, it will cheer your bones
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Brother, right down to your socks
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Six shiny strings on an old wooden box
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Six shiny strings on an old wooden box
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Six Shiny Strings
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| Chris Wall |
