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shel silverstein - sure hit songwriter's pen lyrics

now i was hangin’ round nashville writin’ songs and playin’ ’em for all of the stars
watchin’ ’em laugh and hand ’em back livin’ on hope and hershey bars
so i p-wned my guitar and bought a ticket home and i’s headin’ for the trailway bus
when i seen an old fountain pen laying in the gutter so i stopped and picked it up
it was worn-out bent and cast aside you know kinda sorta like myself
so i sat down on the curb and wrote a little song
that told the world how both of us felt
then i run that song down to music row and before i had time to spit
it’s pitched and sold and cut for a record
and moving up the charts and d-mn it’s a hit
so i wrote me another winner then i wrote me a smash again
and i’s a flyin’ off the ground cause i knew i’d found me a sure hit songwriter’s pen
so the songs they just kept a’pourin’ out and the money kept pouring in
i just couldn’t miss all it took was a twist of my sure hit songwriter’s pen
remember when i won the grammy then i won it again and again
well none of you knew that it was all due to my sure hit songwriter’s pen
i was darling with all the ladies i was a hero among the men…
making big dough working rodeos and tv shows me and my sure hit songwriter’s pen
but then one night in wichita i was just coming off of the stage
folks all lined up and did crawl for my autograph lord i was a national rage
one little freckled face girl was there she said i got no pencil sir
so i signed it with my songwriter’s pen and then handed the pen back to her
four o’clock that morning i wake up with the shakes and the bends
with terror in my eyes cause good god i realized i’d lost my sure hit songwriter’s pen
i offered rewards in the papers i pleaded on the sympathy line
and a whole lotta folks and a whole lotta pens but none of them pen’s was mine
so my songs got worse and my money ran out and so did all my so-called friends
and there was no doubt i was nothing without my long-lost sure hit songwriter’s pen
so i rolled like a stone down old skid row where i feed my blues on wine
and i rest my chops in a two-bit flop and i tell my story for a drink or a dime
and i sleep with my shoes underneath my head and i dream about days back then
when i blazed my name across the sky with my sure hit songwriter’s pen
somewhere in wichita some little girl who’s a freckled face nine or ten
is doing her arithmetic homework tonight with a sure hit songwriter’s pen
god bless ya honey you got yourself my sure hit songwriter’s pen

- shel silverstein lyrics

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