Tom Rudd Smilin' Jones Page  Songs  Albums  Bio  Contact  Events  Links  Photos  Guestbook  Videos  Pawn Shop Guitar Credits Lyric Credits: Tom Rudd Music Credits: Tom Rudd Producer Credits: Tom Rudd Performance Credits: Tom Rudd Description Short Song Description: Pawn shop Guitar is about a boy growing up learning to play the guitar. Metadata Song Length 4:56 Primary Genre Country-Contemporary Tempo / Feel Country-General Tempo / Feel Medium (111 - 130) Lead Vocal Male Vocal Subject Matter 1 Music Subject Matter 2 Communication Mood 1 Nonviolent Mood 2 Pleasant Similar Artist 1 Tim Mcgraw Similar Artist 2 Travis Tritt Language English Era 2000 and later Lyrics Pawn Shop Guitar (4:56) (T. Rudd) When I was a young boy and I bought my first guitar Got it from a pawn shop down the street from the local bar Spend a lot of hours and I taught myself to play Kept it in a case there under my bed, waitin’ for the very next day Oh how I love to learn to play those Rock n’ Roll songs Learn the chords and I learn the leads Just so I can try and sing along Formed a group and started singing with a mike in a microphone stand Practiced almost every night Just so we could be in the battle of the bands Ohh… I never really knew if this dream was worth the takin’ Ahh… But playin’ that guitar and the music I was makin’ CHORUS Pawn Shop Guitar I knew someday it would take me far Pawn Shop Guitar I bought it someday thinkin’ I would be a star Pawn Shop Guitar You never really know how lucky you are Oh how I love to play That Pawn Shop Guitar Got a little older and I sold that guitar one day Sold it to a boy like me Who wanted just to sit and learn how to play Bought a new Gibson from the money I made from gigs uptown Went on the road and bought a new Strat And I played that thing and it brought the house down Ohh… you never really know how the winds of chance keep callin’ Ohh… keep your memories alive and you see the pieces fall in CHORUS Now the years have passed and I’ve played a million songs Thought I’d take a walk downtown To the neighborhood where I once belonged There in the pawn shop window I couldn’t believe my eyes Sat my first guitar 40 years older lookin’ like a day gone by Brought it back home Thinkin’ how lucky I am just to be alive Small price to pay for a memory Of a little boy playin’ with a dream in his eye CHORUS Tom Rudd- Electric and Acoustic Guitars, Vocals Ron Barth- Keyboards, Hammond B3 Jeff Cox- Electric Bass Joe Merrick- Drums