Intro: Verse:1 I was waiting at the door, treasure I'd been searching for behind it An old woman let me in, she was eager to begin she said, ''I'll find it'' She opened up a tattered case, I felt my heart begin to race, an old Martin And there we made the deal, five hundred bucks, a steal Is it a dream or is it real, I wondered Verse:2 She said, ''this was my Vern's guitar, it made him feel just like a star to play it And in his younger days, folks in town they were amazed to hear him For in his hands it came to life, and I was proud to be his wife oh, the memories No one plays it anyway, since that day it's not the same I hope that you will like to play Vern's old guitar Instrumental: