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I've got a little house on Walnut Street
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The nights are quite, the morning's sweet.
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Got an old wood floor beneath my feet,
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That somebody's grandfather built.
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I bet he used to keep his lucky stripes on this windowsill,
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While he planned and worked that wood until
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He made silk from the yellow pine.
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I've got a paper that says this house is mine,
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But it ain't...it belongs to time.
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With morning at the window, sometimes I swear this old room glows
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And somewhere between what you can and cannot see,
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That old man is here.
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The neighbor lady sings all day long.
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She only stops at night to start at dawn.
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I swear she only knows about three songs,
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But I find myself singing to one of her sad old country tunes.
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It reminds me of an afternoon...I was a kid and it was Saturday.
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Just me and my dad drivin' out to the lake.
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Now he's just so far away...
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With morning at the window, sometimes I swear this old room glows
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And somewhere between what you can and cannot see,
D G (4X)
He's right here...
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Last night I dreamed that I could fly.
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If I held my arms just right, I'd stay treetop high.
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Hell, I may just be a bird sometimes.
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Hanging right above it all ; a bird with a sad and lonesome call
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And any moment I might fall, for you... again.
Em D C G D C
With morning at the window, sometimes I swear this old room glows
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And somewhere between what you can and cannot see,
D G (4X)
You're still here.