Boxes

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         One, two, three

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I found boxes of first CDs tryin' to get my office clean
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Took ten years of folks givin' them to me 'til I sat down
          C        G         D        G
And I saw hesitant poses and torn up jeans
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In cover photos friends took for free
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For the six minute songs, and all their lifelong dreams the world turned down

Em               C                G               D
   They're just dreamin' up some life out on the road, oh
Em               C                G               D
   When all I dream about's the day that I'll be home
Em        D                C                    G
I'd long forgotten how it feels to chase a dream
Em        D            C
Thank God for boxes of first CDs (yeah)

G D C G D C

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On through this Rolodex of railroad tracks and fresh-cut hair
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I see Joy who won some Grammys and is now a millionaire
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Looks different now than she does right there, but that's how it goes
            C                   G          D        G
As for the rest, I bet they're teachers or pastors now
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Pictured in jackets girlfriends picked out
           C               G                  D      B            Em               C
All their hometowns turned these up, all the labels turned them down, and never wrote (whoa)

Em               C                G               D
   They're just dreamin' up some life out on the road, oh
Em               C                G               D
   When all I dream about's the day that I'll be home
Em        D                C                    G
I'd long forgotten how it feels to chase a dream
Em        D            C
Thank God for boxes of first CDs (yeah)

G D C G D C

C              G          D        G
A thrift store jacket and ten less pounds
               C            G                  D                 G
Lookin' like a fool in some big field with my bare feet on the ground
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Bad song titles and worse drum sounds, I didn't know

Em          C               G                    D
That all my dreams had come true out here on the road
Em          C                G                  D
I never dreamed that I could call this life my own
Em           D                 C               G
Thought I'd forgotten how it feels to chase a dream
Em          D             C                G
But thank God for how it feels to chase a dream
Em             D             C
And thank God for boxes of first CDs (yeah)

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