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[Verse 1]
G CEvery song that I sing, every word that I write
GIt comes straight from my heart
DAnd line after line, these memories I share – They tore my world apart
G CLike the day my daddy left me, when his time on earth was done
C GYea it took me to my knees
D7 GWell writing all these songs, It aint all its cracked up to be
[Chorus]
C F C GI wish this ole guitar would give up on me
GJust like you did when times got hard
C F C GYou took half of what we had and you stole our baby...
G D7I guess that’s how my next song'll start
G C GWell Im tired of having lyrics and nobody to hold – man I wish this was a dream
D7 GYea writing all these songs – it all its cracked up to be
[Verse 2]
G C GWell nobody told me that this pen and paper - makes it hard to move on
G DAnd reliving each heartache, one rhyme at a time..
DThat’s what makes a good song
G C GI guess all the bad times man they are finally paying off – but they sure cost me
G D7 GYea writing all these songs - it all that it's cracked up to be
[Chorus]
C F C GI wish this ole guitar would give up on me
Gjust like you did when times got hard
C F C GYou took half of what we had and you stole our baby...
G D7I guess that’s how my next song'll start
G C GIm tired of having lyrics and nobody to hold – man I wish this was a dream
G D7 GYea writing all these songs – it all its cracked up to be
G D7 GYea writing all these songs – it all its cracked up to be
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