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The Shoebox

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I stumbled on a bunch of junk of mine
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In a shoebox the other night
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In between cleaning up files and messes
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That I'd made of my life
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Ticket stubs, poems and old letters
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I dumped them all out on the bed
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Found a homemade birthday card from mom
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And this is what it said, yeah, this is what it said
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Don't forget the little moments
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They're the ones that mean the most
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When the way home seems so far away
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Take 'em out and hold them close
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And take a picture with your father
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'Cause one day he'll be gone
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And don't forget to fill an old shoebox
                     D                      C9                    G                            D                      C9                    G  
Full of things to look back on, full of things to look back on
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I opened up my grandpa's pocket knife
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And I was back to his back porch
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It was summertime I was turnin' nine
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He said, "You want that knife? It's yours"
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I remember runnin' off in the yard
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Carved my name in every tree
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I haven't held it since he passed away
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And it meant the world to me
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Because he meant the world to me
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Don't forget the little moments
                                C9                                            G  
They're the ones that mean the most
                        C9                                                    G  
When the way home seems so far away
                     Em                                    D  
Take 'em out and hold them close
                             C9                                         G  
And take a picture with your father
                  C9                                      G  
'Cause one day he'll be gone
                          C9                                         G  
And don't forget to fill an old shoebox
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Full of things to look back on,
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Look back on, a little window to the past
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Look back on, God knows life goes by so fast
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If ever you should ever doubt the blessings that you've had
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Don't forget the little moments
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They're the ones that mean the most
                        C9                                                    G  
When the way home seems so far away
                     Em                                    D  
Take 'em out and hold them close
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And take a picture with your father
                  C9                                      G  
'Cause one day he'll be gone
                          C9                                         G  
And don't forget to fill an old shoebox
                     D                      C9                    G  
Full of things to look back on.
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I stumbled on a bunch of junk of mine
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In a shoebox the other night