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For My Last Number

Key: F

Introduction:

C  C9  C  
Verse
C                                                         G            C  
In a dusty old tent, 7 miles out of town
C                                                                      G                              C  
I set up my cards, and the wind knocks them down
                  Am                                                      C                                 F  
And I try for the people who want to believe...
          C                                                              G                         C  
In miracles, and magic, and life's mysteries
C                                                                 G                      C  
Now I was born early, I always feel late
C                                                                            G                    C  
I can never catch up to the promises I make
C                                                                    G              C  
And my mama she cried when I ran away
C                                                                                    G                    C  
And when her tears dried it was just another day.
          F                                                                 G  
And I made my living pulling rabbits out of hats
C                                                                    Am  
Girls on white ponies and balancing acts
          F  
Now I have grown tired
                        G                              Am  
No more tricks up my sleeve
          C  
And for my last number
          G                                    C  
I think I?ll just leave
Verse
C  
I once had a girl and I loved her a lot
C                                                                                 G            C  
She knew my mistakes and she sweetly forgot
                  Am                                                                 C                         F  
Well I tried hard to keep her, I wanted her here
          C                                                              G                         C  
But all good magicians make things disappear
          F                                                                 G  
And I made my living pulling rabbits out of hats
C                                                                    Am  
Girls on white ponies and balancing acts
          F  
Now I have grown tired
                        G                              Am  
No more tricks up my sleeve
          C  
And for my last number
          G                                    C  
I think I?ll just leave
Refrain
          F                            G                                                 C                                                                              Am  
And I put that smile on the face of young girls and boys wandered into this place
             F                                                            G  
The red velvet curtain hides all of my fears
Am                                                            D                         F                              G  
And when the show is over they all reappear
Verse
C                                                                            G              C  
Please, show me something, I want to believe
C                                                                              G                                 C  
This life of illusion, it's myself I have deceived
                  Am                                                                      C                    F  
And a younger man's daydreams are quickly forgot
                C                                                              G                    C  
The tents all come down on a cold empty lot
          F                                                                 G  
And I made my living pulling rabbits out of hats
C                                                                    Am  
Girls on white ponies and balancing acts
          F  
Now Time's made me tired,
                        G                                      Am  
Took the tricks from my sleeve
          C  
And for my last number
          G                                    C  
I think I?ll just leave