Tom: Ab major
Intro 1
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Verse 1
and get older
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And some of us even try to get sober
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Now here's to the assholes
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and the last calls
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Well city kids, you get what you ask for
Verse 2
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And acquaintances turn to friends,
I hope those friends they remember me
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Hold the night for ransom as
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we kidnap the memories
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Not sure there is a way to
express what you meant to me
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Sit around a table and use those
Verse 3
ears as the centerpiece
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Sounds of the city on Capitol Hill
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Where I question if what I'm
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Cowboy boots doing lines at the bar
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Where the time goes slow when
Verse 4
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Sounds of the city on Capitol Hill
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Where I question if what I'm
seeing here is real
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Cowboy boots doing lines at the bar
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Where the time goes slow when
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you're drinking PBR
Verse 5
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Hold on to what you were,
The streets were ours that summer,
at least those two blocks
Reminisce on those days,
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I guess that's OK, you wonder why
Some grow up, move on,
close the chapter, live separate lives
The twenty-something confusion
confusion before the suit and tie
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Strangers become mistakes but those
mistakes make you feel alive
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Memories to collage, paste to the
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Good Lord, they broke all my shields
graffiti, and high heels
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Until you felt that altitude you
don't know how high feels
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Party mountain, some don't ever
come down from around here
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The camera lights, the whiskey rise,
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I fantasize about a second win
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pick up another bad habit and let the games begin
Verse 6
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Sounds of the city on Capitol Hill
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Where I question if what I'm
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Cowboy boots doing lines at the bar
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Where the time goes slow when
Verse 7
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Sounds of the city on Capitol Hill
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Where I question if what I'm
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Cowboy boots doing lines at the bar
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Where the time goes slow when
Verse 8
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dancing with the band
Strangers into girlfriends from a
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Brought a little liquor and
turn up the Johnny Cash
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You could bring a receipt to Heaven
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but you cannot take it back
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And this is life, this is real,
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even when it feels like it isn't
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I'd be a goddamn liar to say
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at times I didn't miss it
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So deuces, I turn my back as I
walk into the distance
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Dip my feet in every once in a while,
And we hold onto these nights
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Trying to find out way home
by the street light
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Over time we figure out this is me, right
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Learn a lot about your friends
right around two A.M
Verse 9
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And acquaintances turn to friends,
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I hope those friends they remember me
Hold the night for ransom as
Not sure there is a way to express
what you meant to me
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Sit around a table and use those
Verse 10
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Sounds of the city on Capitol Hill
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Where I question if what I'm
seeing here is real
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Cowboy boots doing lines at the bar
Outro 1
Where the time goes slow when you're drinking PBR
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Am
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