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 Chorus: 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 Chorus Chorus No I won?t marry a Dixie chick or a movie star But I?ll keep on playin? my pawn shop guitar