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Am I don't keep much stuff arGound
Am I value my portabiGlity
Am But I will say that I have Gsaved
Am Every letter you ever wrote toG me
Am The one you left on my windGshield
Am Outside of that little Gmotel
Am Is in the pocket of my old gig baGg
Am From back when life was more soft shelGled
Am Letters littered with little lewdF pictures
Am Drawn by the ghost of Woody GFuthrie
Am Who would use your big thick hanFd
Just to Gdraw one or two for me F
AmGAmG
Am And I think of your letters as loveG letters
Am Which is how I think of songGs
Am In that it is the writing of them G
Am That tends to carry us along G
Am And I dance to one of your old tunes G
Am With my true love on our wedding dayG
Am And your voice sang the way my heart would sing G
Am If it finally knew just what to say G
Am Two people pulled over on the same nFight
Am To look up at the same staFrs
Am They both found their wheels were spinFning in a soft shoulder
When they Gboth got back into their carFs
Am And they missed fate's appointed rendezvous F
Am And then a whole lotta time went bFy
Am And one day they were done worshFipping the landscape
And they just Gput down their hands
And Fmoved into the sky
AmGAmG
And theyF had barely said hello
And it was time to say goodbyeAm
AmG
AmGAmGAmGAm
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