To A Band That I Loved

           C     C/B       Am
Though everyone tried to ignore us
        C            C/B          Am
We'd scared them all off by the chorus
            F             C
There you stood looking proud
           F           C            G
What was left of the crowd at our show
          Am     G            F
and I was 22 backwoods years old
            C          C/B        Am
You were singing that night by yourself
              C          C/B      Am
And I thought I was the only one left
         F             C
From an old southern town
      F              C           G
New ideas bouncing round in my head
                 Am      G           F
And I thought everyone like me was dead

       Am      Am/G#        Am/G        D
And somehow you put down my fears on a page
     C             C/B       Am
When I still had nothing to say
            F        C
And how I miss you today
          F             C              G
May you find what you gave, all that hope
           Am          G            F
Somewhere down at the end of your rope

        C             C/B          Am
Now I know you'll be fine on your own
             C         C/B         Am
And your families all need you at home
          F              C
And the dream was just smoke
              F            C           G
At least you all got the joke off the bat
                Am          G  F
And you were alright with that

       Am       Am/G#            Am/G       D
And somehow I'm still out here burning my days
       C              C/B        Am
Your voice makes the miles melt away
            F           C
I'll be guarding your place
          F            C           G
In the lights on the stage of my heart
               Am          G          F
I guess we're all still finding our part

Dm G C C/B Am
Dm G C C/B Am
Dm G C C/B Am
Dm G C

       Am       Am/G#           Am/G         D
And somehow I'm still out here seeing your faces
      C          C/B     Am
In likely and unlikely places
             F          C
Somewhere playing too loud
               F           C            G
Or in what's left of the crowd at our show
         Am             G           F
Hanging out when it's past time to go
         Am             G           F
Hanging out when it's past time to go

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