Spoken:

This here next story is about a guy I once knew

Uh, I met 'em down in a bar room on Barington St. I think it was in Halifax

This here guy was crying in his beer one day

And he don't know that I wrote this song about 'em

Because Luke isn't his name, But the guy in this here song 

I'm gonna sing to ya, His name is Luke

Anyway Luke had a big decision to make in his life

he had to choose between gettin' rid of his wife or gettin' rid of his guitar

I'm gonna leave it up to you wether he made the right decision, or not





Twang Twang-adiddle dang a diddle danga twanga twanga 

twang twanga diddle dang

Another dang twang another dang twang another dang twang...



I've been married now for a year or more 

and my old guitar hangs by the door.

That woman of mine says "hock that Luke" cause your momma dear 

needs a brand new suit.

Well I hocked my watch & I sold my dog & I pawned the gasoline stove

I hocked my ring and everything to keep that woman in clothes

I even pawned a cat & I hocked my boots and I sold the family car

But that woman of mine will be a hundred an' nine before I hock my old guitar



Twang Twang-adiddle dang a diddle danga twanga twanga 

twang twanga diddle dang

Another dang twang another dang twang another dang twang...



She went out one day last week I guess & she won't come back until 

I say yes

In answer to her "hock that Luke" My old guitar for a swimmin' suit-



That'll be the day when I pawn my heart like I pawned the gasoline stove

I hocked my ring and everything just to keep that woman in clothes

I even pawned a cat and I hocked my boots and I sold the family car-

But that woman of mine will be old and blind before I hock my old guitar...



Twang twanga diddle rahhhgtwanga twanga twang twanga diddle dang

Another dang twang and another dang twang



If she don't come back I won't be sore cuz I don't give 

a hoot about her no more

A man gets tire of "hock that Luke!" That woman of mine's too bad to shoot.

Well I hocked my watch and I sold my dog & I pawned the gasoline stove

I hocked my ring and everything just to keep that woman in clothes-

I even pawned a cat & I hocked my boots and I sold the family car-

But that woman of mine'll be in a box of pine before I hock my old guitar



Twang twanga diddle rahhhgtwanga twanga twang twanga diddle dang

Another dang twang and another dang twang



This song ain't over yet-

Still another dang twang and another dang twang and another dang twang