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John Prine

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                        Souvenirs - John Prine
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Tabbed by: Dave S.
Email: Dlgibson@netscae.com
 
Tuning: Standard (Capo 2nd Fret)
 
Artist: John Prine
Album: Diamonds in the Rough
Year: 1972
 
 
[Intro]
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[Verse 1]
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All the snow has turned to water,
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Christmas days have come and gone.
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Broken toys and faded colours are all that's left to linger on.
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I hate graveyards and old pawn shops,
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For they always bring me tears.
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I can't forgive the way they robbed me of my childhood souvenirs.
 
 
{ CHORUS }
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Memories, they can't be boughten.

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They can't be won at carnivals for free.
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Well, it took me years to get those souvenirs,
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And I don't know how they slipped away from me.
 
 
[Verse 2]
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Broken hearts and dirty windows
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Make life difficult to see.
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That's why last night and this morning
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Always look the same to me.
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And I hate reading old love letters 
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For they always bring me tears.
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I can't forget the way they robbed me,
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Of my sweetheart's souvenirs.
 
 
{ CHORUS }
A7                      D
Memories, they can't be boughten.
A7                                 D
They can't be won at carnivals for free.
A7                        D
Well, it took me years to get those souvenirs,
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And I don't know how they slipped away from me.
 
 
[Outro]
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