Tom: C
Introdução:
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On a park bench the old man sat and stared into yester-day
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I sat down beside him and said thank God for this quiet place
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Between the wife and kids the tv and phone
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seems something always going on
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He said son if you think this is quiet you should follow me home
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Cause You ain't heard nothing yet
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Till you've live in a house by your-self
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When silence is all you've got left
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In the rooms where your babies have slept
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So don't wish for something you will re-gret
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Cause you ain't heard nothing yet
KEY CHANGE
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The old man kept talking painting pictures from his memo-ries
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Did he drag out his past for him-self or was it for me
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His eyes came alive he spoke of dancing with his wife
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And playing ball with his two little boys
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He said, son what I hear is music you're calling noise
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Cause You ain't heard nothing yet
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Till you've live in a house by your-self
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When silence is all you've got left
E A
In the rooms where your babies have slept
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So don't wish for something you will re-gret
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Cause you ain't heard nothing yet
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We'll all rest in peace on that you can bet
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Cause you ain't heard nothing....... yet