Tom: D
Introdução: D7 D7(4)
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I closed my eyes in Dartmouth, woke up behind the wheel
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A mason jar of memories and four black tires squeal
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The first and last time that we spoke, you were lighting up a smoke
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And shit was real!
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The Prisonaires were singing â??Just Walking in the Rainâ?
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Thatâ??s how we got to Memphis and we made it home again
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Down the highway that I dream, with my blue eyes closed Iâ??ve seen
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Beyond the frame!
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Oh the good times we had, I remember them, lads
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We could take any turn on a dime
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Quit reminding me, girl, Itâ??s a ragged old world
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Cause I donâ??t want to leave it behind
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No, I donâ??t want to leave it behind
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From a gas station in Texas, to the Bay of Fundy mud
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My mind it goes a-wandering with the whisky in my blood
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Remembering the chance we had after the dance
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Before the flood gates opened....
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...Reality came rushing in
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Drowning out the past and chasing it with gin
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Iâ??ll find that place again, but let me first explain
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Where do I begin?
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We picked up the sticks, gave it all we got
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The only time I liked playing hockey was in the liquor store parking lot
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On Hollis Street downtown, before they tore it down,
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I took a shot!
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