Track 3 of the EP Tar Roof Sessions · 2020
Pawn Shop Guitar, Six Strings Left
by Kane Rivers
“Six strings left in the window and a dream I almost bought.”
boom-bap · nostalgic boom-bap · hopeful rap · 3:25
Lyrics
Pawn shop window, dust on the glass Old guitar hanging, been there in the past Sixty-dollar tag and a crack in the wood Missing one string but it still sounds good I count my coins on the counter, cents and dimes Owner says take it, man, it's been waiting for times Strap made of leather, worn from somebody's shoulder Every scratch on the body is a story that's older I don't know a chord yet But I know the feeling Six strings left, I'll make it five and sing Broken don't mean finished, it still can ring Pawn shop guitar, you got a second start Hold it like a heartbeat, let it play my part Six strings left, I'll make it five and sing Bus ride home with the case on my knees Lady in the next seat says play me one, please I laugh and I tell her I don't know how She hums me a melody, says try it now Fingers on the fret, they are clumsy and slow But the buzz in the wood is a place I can grow Neighbor through the wall bangs a broom on the floor Then he knocks on my door and he asks for more I don't know a chord yet But I know the feeling Six strings left, I'll make it five and sing Broken don't mean finished, it still can ring Pawn shop guitar, you got a second start Hold it like a heartbeat, let it play my part Six strings left, I'll make it five and sing Three months later, calluses on my hand Playing on the stoop for the whole street band Kids with a bucket, somebody on a snare Old man whistling like he's been right there The owner walks by and he nods at the sound Says that's the best sixty dollars I ever found I tell him it's not the guitar, it's the chance Something left behind that still wants to dance Somebody played you before me Somebody will play you after Songs don't belong to one pair of hands They travel on laughter Six strings left, I'll make it five and sing Broken don't mean finished, it still can ring Pawn shop guitar, you got a second start Hold it like a heartbeat, let it play my part Six strings left, I'll make it five and sing Five strings now, and the street sings along Pawn shop guitar, you were never wrong