That Old Beat Up Guitar - Jerry Jeff Walker

Well I found her in a pawnshop

Somewhere up in Ohio

Where I guess some rounder came up short

And he had to let her go Cost me ninety dollars

But she’s worth much more by far

Cause I never had a better friend

Than that old beat up guitar

She didn’t look like too much

Just a Roy Smeck Stage Deluxe

But a lady has never faired as well

Who’d traveled through so much

She picked up the name of Angel

In an old New Orleans bar

Where a drunken poet drew one

On the top of that guitar

Old Dave Stovally marked her

Scratched the song right out of his heart

Seems everyone who used her

Scarred that old beat up guitar

She didn’t look like too much

Just a Roy Smeck Stage Deluxe

But a lady has never faired as well

Who’d traveled through so much

She traveled with me always

Through the alleys and bars

Songs I sang and friends I knew

Were part of that guitar

At nights it was my pillow

Sleeping underneath the stars

Day and night I stayed alive

With that old beat up guitar

She didn’t look like too much

Just a Roy Smeck Stage Deluxe

But a lady has never faired as well

Who’d traveled through so much

Yeah a ramblin man he has his troubles

Hanging on to all that he owns

After many years of travelin'

That guitar fell by the road

Then one night in New Mexico

I stumbled into this bar

Angel laid there smilin'

On that old beat up guitar

Well I took her from the wall

Ran my hands across the scars

Played again the old songs

That were written on that guitar

Friends I’ve loved and lost

Many nights inside of a bar

Came back so clearly singing with

That old beat up guitatr

She didn’t look like too much

Just a Roy Smeck Stage Deluxe

But a lady has never faired as well

Who’d traveled through so much

Now she travels with me always

Through the alleys and bars

Songs I sing and friends I know

They are a part of that guitar

At nights it is my pillow

Sleeping underneath the stars

Day and night I stayed alive

With that old beat up guitar

She didn’t look like too much

Just a Roy Smeck Stage Deluxe

But a lady has never faired as well

Who’d traveled through so much