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C/G  3x2013

[Intro]
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[Verse 1]
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Well, I can't recall  one time in my life
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I've felt as lonely  as I do tonight
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I feel like I could lay down  and get up no more
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It's the damndest feeling, I never felt it before

[Chorus]
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Tonight, I feel  like an old violin
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Soon to be put away  and never played again

[Verse 2]
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Don't ask me why I feel like this,  hell, I can't say
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I only wish this feeling  would just go away
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I guess it's 'cause the truth is the hardest thing I've ever faced
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'Cause you just can't change the truth in the slightest way
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I tried

[Verse 3]
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 So I asked myself
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I said, "George, where do you go from here?"
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Then like a fool, I turned around  and I looked in the mirror

[Chorus]
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And there, I was seein'  an old violin
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Soon to be put away  and never played again

[Verse 4]
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So one more time, just to be sure
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I said, "Now, troubadour, where in the hell do you go from here?"
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And you know, there wasn't a nickel's worth of difference  when I looked in the mirror

[Chorus]
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'Cause there, I was seein'  an old violin
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Soon to be put away  and never played again

[Verse 5]
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And just like that, it hit me
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Why that old violin and I, we're just alike
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We give our all to music, and soon we'll give our life

[Outro]
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Precious memories, how they linger, ooh