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Intro: C G C G D C G Em D Verse: C G C G D We were sittin' round the supper table and the buzz of the frigidaire C G Em D Was the only sound 'til momma laid down a book she found upstairs C G It was covered in dust in the back of the closet C G C G Goodwill box we almost tossed it out Em D We could have lost all those memories G There was a picture of mama in the pouring rain Em Ticket stubs to a Braves game Am C D Silver star and a baggage claim from Hanoi Vietnam G There was a picture of him callin' on grandpa Em Leather skin from a baseball Am D We laughed and cried told stories all night long D C G C G D C G Em D From the book of John Verse: C G C G D Now the pot of coffee's almost gone as we turn another page C G Em D We're climbing on him like a Jungle Jim watching his hair turn gray C G All the Polaroids are just reminders C G You can't hold life in a three ring binder C G D We flipped on through 'em anyway G There's a picture at his sister taken in July Em On the steps of the church pulling out his tie Am C D Hair's still wet from gettin' baptized the brand new blue suit on G An old set of keys to his Chevrolet Em A crumpled up receipt for a wedding ring Am D We watched ourselves grow up there in his arms D In the book of John Instrumental: C G C G C G C D That sun came up we were wide awake C Head to toe in black and gray G D Long black Lincoln waiting down the drive D He was father son husband and friend C I still flip through it every now and then G D down When I need just a few words of advice C G Em D It's almost like he's not really gone C G Em D And I know one day I'll be passin' on C G C G D C G Em D/G The book of John
G There was a picture of mama in the pouring rain Em Ticket stubs to a Braves game Am C D Silver star and a baggage claim from Hanoi Vietnam G There was a picture of him callin' on grandpa Em Leather skin from a baseball Am D We laughed and cried told stories all night long D C G C G D C G Em D From the book of John
G There's a picture at his sister taken in July Em On the steps of the church pulling out his tie Am C D Hair's still wet from gettin' baptized the brand new blue suit on G An old set of keys to his Chevrolet Em A crumpled up receipt for a wedding ring Am D We watched ourselves grow up there in his arms D In the book of John
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