Cold Lone Star beer and a half pack of smokes
Oh, is all that they pay me for the songs that I wrote
Here in this bar, well, the owner can?t pay
Cause nobody came to see me or hear me play

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Writin these songs and singing all these lines
Over and over hundreds of times
Ill never be pretty I wont get far
Just writing these songs on a pawn shop guitar

Drove on down to Houston for my next show
Sometimes don't it surprise you how the wheels turn slow
Made it back home without a dollar to pay
For my gas on down to Stephenville the very next day

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No I won't marry a Dixie chick or a movie star
But I'll keep on playin? my pawn shop guitar