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We were sittin' round the supper table and the buzz of the frigidaire
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Was the only sound 'til momma laid down a book she found upstairs
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It was covered in dust in the back of the closet
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Goodwill box we almost tossed it out
Em D
We could have lost all those memories
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There was a picture of mama in the pouring rain
Em
Ticket stubs to a Braves game
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Silver star and a baggage claim from Hanoi Vietnam
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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
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From the book of John
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Now the pot of coffee's almost gone as we turn another page
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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
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We flipped on through 'em anyway
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There's a picture at his sister taken in July
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On the steps of the church pulling out his tie
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Hair's still wet from gettin' baptized the brand new blue suit on
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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
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In the book of John
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That sun came up we were wide awake
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Head to toe in black and gray
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Long black Lincoln waiting down the drive
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He was father son husband and friend
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I still flip through it every now and then
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When I need just a few words of advice
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It's almost like he's not really gone
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And I know one day I'll be passin' on
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The book of John