For My Last Number

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C                      G            C
In a dusty old tent, 7 miles out of town
C                          G                C
I set up my cards, and the wind knocks them down
      Am                     C         F
And I try for the people who want to believe...
   C                        G           C
In miracles, and magic, and life's mysteries

C                       G           C
Now I was born early, I always feel late
C                           G          C
I can never catch up to the promises I make
       Am                  C      F
And my mama she cried when I ran away
    C                           G            C
And when her tears dried it was just another day.

    F                        G
And I made my living pulling rabbits out of hats
C                         Am
Girls on white ponies and balancing acts
    F
Now I have grown tired
        G            Am
No more tricks up my sleeve
    C
And for my last number
  G               C
I think I’ll just leave

C                       G           C
I once had a girl and I loved her a lot
C                            G          C
She knew my mistakes and she sweetly forgot
       Am                        C          F
Well I tried hard to keep her, I wanted her here
    C                       G           C
But all good magicians make things disappear

    F                        G
And I made my living pulling rabbits out of hats
C                         Am
Girls on white ponies and balancing acts
    F
Now I have grown tired
        G            Am
No more tricks up my sleeve
    C
And for my last number
  G               C
I think I’ll just leave

    F          G                    C                             Am
And I put that smile on the face of young girls and boys wandered into this place
    F                        G
The red velvet curtain hides all of my fears
Am                        D            F       G
And when the show is over they all reappear

C                            G         C
Please, show me something, I want to believe
C                             G             C
This life of illusion, it's myself I have deceived
      Am                          C          F
And a younger man's daydreams are quickly forgot
    C                        G          C
The tents all come down on a cold empty lot

    F                        G
And I made my living pulling rabbits out of hats
C                         Am
Girls on white ponies and balancing acts
    F
Now time's made me tired,
         G              Am
Took the tricks from my sleeve
    C
And for my last number
  G               C
I think I’ll just leave

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