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.
