Case of Broken Dreams


The twenty year old Gibson 
in the window caught my eye 
I walked right in Red's old Pawn shop 
He called the Sweet Good Bye.

I said, "Hey Red" but would you mind
That Gibson called to me
He smiled , stood up, and grabbed his cane
"Now that's got history"


I sold it new to Johnny Cash
before he was "the Man"
He gave it to his cousin Bill, 
who passed it down to Dan

Dan lost it playing blackjack 
with some cowboy on the trail,
The cowboy couldn't play a note
but Joe Dickie made it wail

Old Joe died, just last week
his widow brought it in, 
So now I sellling it to you
he said with a grin.


This Gibson is a steal, you know
And it feels right in your hand
He was still hard selling it, 
when I thought of Mary's band


Well I wondered what she'd done with it
That diamond ring I'd gave her
Did she drop it in some hobo's cup
Or toss it in the river
Or did it find it's way to Red's Pawn shop
And slowly loose it's gleam, 
Sitting in the Sweet Good Bye,
In a case of broken dreams.


It seems to me, Red, that you make
your life from misery
You've got it wrong he said Im just a 
door of opportunity.

And as we spoke, a kid came in
He wasn't seventeen, and on his arm
there was a girl, the prettiest I'd seen
He said, hey Red I'd like a ring, she's gonna be my wife
A diamond please a nice one, to last us all our lives.

And I wondered what she'd done with it
That diamond ring I'd gave her
Did she drop it in some hobo's cup
Or toss it in the river
Or did it find it's way to Red's Pawn shop
And fire a brand new scheme
Sitting in the Sweet Good Bye,
In a case of brand new dreams.