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Egrandma's singing in the bedroom
Git's a near forgotten lullaby
Amthat she used to sing when I wasn't well
Efather's outside chopping firewood
Glike he did when he'd been drinking
Amor when he and mom were at it again
Egrandpa's rocking chair is rocking
GI can hear the wood complaining
Amand the idle taps as he empties his pipe
EI do my best to just ignore them
Gbut the sound always finds me
Amdespite them being dead and gone
EI hear them all the Amtime
EI hear them all the Amtime
EI hear them all the Amtime
EI hear them all the Amtime
EI hear you all the tAmime
EI feel you in my minAmd
EI cannot sleep, but AmI'm tryin'
EI hear you all the tAmime
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