Standard (EADGBE)

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I wake in the night and I want to write about what we went through

I've been lying still for weeks

Got this new piano, and its older than my dad

 But it sings the way I think so I stay at home and play

I get in and out some of these days

 I'd rather swing below this old red tree

 But I get tired, yeah I've seen too much

 I aint got a dollar to my name but full of stories I am

I ramble on about love and her and her

There were two of them, one left and one died

One year in the life, you know I lost everything

 But I found a new home in the women I belong to

 They make me tired, yeah I've seen too much

 I aint never been so alone and I've never felt so cold

 And i swear that I want love more than I want gold

 I'd trade it all for one more story with you

 Or one more kiss with her, one more year innocent

 And there was a time not so long ago when I knew I had the world

Oh I held it close, close enough to let me go

 It made me tired, yeah I've seen too much

Yeah I've seen too much

I said ayayay..

 My past swings away from me as I swing beneath this old red tree

Been swinging here for years now

 And I've swung through their deaths and weddings and confessed love

 To the women I belong to

 My mothers getting older and she watched colder winters as we age

 Who does she belong to

 I bet she's tired, bet she's seen too much

 Im tired, you know I've seen too much

 Im tired, I've seen too much