Find The Out

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Dm                  Bb            F
Working hands and a gentle heart
C              C#
Beacon-like to those in the dark
Dm                  Bb            F
His wife and family headed home,
C          C#
a flash of chrome
Dm                Bb              F
A pothole's teeth makes tires slide
C                   C#
To shoulders too thin to abide
Dm                 Bb             F
A sleeping driver, wayward truck,
C           C#
now he's stuck

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Dm                Bb              F
Knotted heart, he cracks and curls
C             C#
His bedroom becomes his world
Dm            Bb                  F
Idle curtains block the sun,
C        C#
now he's done
Dm                 Bb             F
His remaining daughter will suggest
      C               C#
That shutting down is not what's best
Dm             Bb           F
But who's to say until you go,
C            C#
I don't know

C                   Bb
Still you must concede
F                     C  C#
That there is still a need,
Dm                  Bb
it's true: When you can't
         F        C      C#    C
find the out like most do
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Dm        Bb         F
Jamie Jeffries has a plan
      C                C#
And a mother who's his biggest fan
Dm           Bb             F
She wants it all for him so much,
                    C      C#
but she's out of touch
Dm               Bb              F
Persuasive friends, a gang of four,
    C              C#
the convenience of convenience stores
Dm           Bb              F
A borrowed gun was his best bet,
             C        C#
and now he's set

     C                  Bb
But still you must concede
F              C       C#
That there is still a need,
Dm                   Bb
it's true.  When you can't
         F        C      C#
find the out like most do
C                       Bb
And still you must confess
F                  C     C#
That things are still a mess,
Dm                     Bb
for sure.  When you're less
         F       C        C#      C
in her eyes than before

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Dm                                     Bb
So you've wrung your eyes of all their tears
F                   C    C#
And you caught them in a glass
Dm                               Bb
To save them for some day next year,
F                   C     C#
when you're waxing over your past
Dm                               Bb
And should you ever begin to believe
F                        C           C#
That the good part was worth all the waste
Dm                             Bb
Find your glass of last year's tears
F           C             C#
and you take a taste

     C                  Bb
But still you must concede
F              C       C#
That there is still a need,
Dm                   Bb
it's true.  When you can't
         F        C      C#
find the out like most do
C                       Bb
And still you must confess
F                  C     C#
That things are still a mess,
Dm                     Bb
for sure.  When you're less
         F       C        C#      C
in her eyes than before

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