(Intro)
And a one, two
One, two three
(Verse)
On a downtown street in Memphis
A gets walkin into Elvis' shoes
Ain't got enough to make the rent, much less to pay his dues
But he walks into an old pawn shop
And he plunks down everything he's got
Six shiny strings on an old wooden box
(Verse)
Well the man throws in an old case
Can't wait to get it home
And he plays and he plays in a secret place
Til there's a pounding on the wall
Well the guy next door yelling knock it off man
I don't want to have to call the cops
But he can't stop he done heard the call
(Chorus)
Six shiny strings on an old wooden box
Put her in the right hands man
The dang thing nearly talks
It'll thrill your soul, it will cheer your bones
Brother, right down to your socks
Six shiny strings on an old wooden box
(Verse)
Well he picks and he plays on it every day
Til he finally gets the call
The guitar man's too drunk to play
Down at the legion hall
Well he hits the stage and he burns it up
The crowd starts yelling, brother turn it up
And he takes his first step down a lost highway
(Chorus)
Six shiny strings on an old wooden box
Put her in the right hands man
The dang thing nearly talks
It'll thrill your soul, it will cheer your bones
Brother, right down to your socks
Six shiny strings on an old wooden box
(Bridge)
And they said play your heart out kid
Oh Lord, don't you know he did?
In a cloud of dust, he was on the bus and gone
Bright lights and neon signs
The years flew by in forth fore time
Now he calculates the price for every song
(Verse)
On an old tour bus in Texas
Cat's pickin out a lonesome tune
He tells himself he's trying to write
He's just a howling at the moon
Well he starts downhill and it hits the steel
Assorted wives and a few ex-kids
And he can't make the change that's a coming soon
(Verse)
In some old Nashville hock shop
A man's living with the cash in hand
He traded in a Martin box and one shiny golden band
Outside some kid had stopped a guy
Starring in the window of that old pawn shop
Six shiny strings on an old wooden box
(Chorus)
Six shiny strings on an old wooden box
Put her in the right hands man
The dang thing nearly talks
It'll thrill your soul, it will cheer your bones
Brother, right down to your socks
Six shiny strings on an old wooden box
Six shiny strings on an old wooden box
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