This Guitar Is For Sale

	  		This is a rather basic version of the song, I figured it out myself after hearing the song. 
The original lyrics are a Shel Silverstein poem, and the song is from a tribute album that was made shortly 
following Shels death. 
*capo on second fret* 
                    C 
This guitar is for sale. 
                   F    E/F    F 
I'll let her go cheap, 
                      G 
Tho' she's pretty to look at,  
                     C 
She don't earn her keep. 
                      C 
She can roar like the west wind,  
        C 
She can weep.  
         F     E/F      F 
She can wail. 
                        G                   G7 
But the tunes that she plays ain't sellin' today, 
                    C 
This guitar is for sale. 

                    F 
She's laid here beside me 
                 C 
On cold winter nights. 
                  G7 
She's got me in trouble 
                   G7 
She's won me some fights, 
 N.C 
We both came out all right!  

                  C 
She knows every sad song 
                 F      E/F    F 
That Hank ever wrote. 
                     G 
Just touch her once gently,  
                      C 
And she'll take you on home. 
                     C 
She'll tell you sad stories  
                       F     E/F       F 
'Bout junk yards and jails 
                  G 
And a fool with a song,  
                        G7 
And a love that's gone wrong. 
                   C 
This guitar is for sale. 

                        F 
She's rode 'cross this country 
                         C 
On freight trains and trucks 
                       G7 
Hung 'round pawn shop windows 
                             G7 
When we've been down on our luck 
 N.C 
And we've been down on our luck! 

                    C 
So please treat her kindly. 
                    F      E/F     F 
Keep her out of the rain. 
                   G 
It's funny you're askin'... 
                    C 
I never gave her a name. 
                        C 
If you think she looks weary,  
                         F      E/F    F 
You've been readin' our mail. 
                   G 
If you've got the dough,  
             G7 
Take her and go, 
                    C 
This guitar is for sale. 

                     F 
She's won me some ladies 
                       C 
With her sweet lovin' songs 
                           G7 
And she stayed right here with me  
                      G7 
When the ladies were gone. 
 N.C 
And the ladies are gone! 

                     C 
But hard times and troubles  
                  F     E/F    F 
Been doggin' our tale. 
                  G 
If you've got the dough, 
                    G7 
Buddy, take her and go, 
                    C 
This guitar is for sale.