Nortabs

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I keep my boots close to the footlice
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i try to keep my mind close to the words
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cause some of my old songs and me will never part
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although they`re warm and willing
             A             D
they still come from the heart

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Postcards from life
         A          D
oh god i`ve sent many
G                             A          D
short stories from the deep south of my soul

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I keep my suitcase packed and ready
                    A     G      D
got a brand new roadman in my hands
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all these quiet sunday morning
                 A         D
i will let you have your sleep
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cause the peace i see upon your face
            A             D
is a memory i`d like to keep

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Postcards from life
         A          D
oh god i`ve sent many
G                             A          D
short stories from the deep south of my soul

D         A         G       D
Life is still a mystery to me
                   A  G               D 
I`m a long long way from that inner gate
       A                          G
and i might stray and i may stumble
                     A     D
but i`ll keep my mission pure
                             G
just hope that fear and loneliness 
           A         D
will make my path obscure

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G
Postcards from life
         A          D
oh god i`ve sent many
G                             A          D
short stories from the deep south of my soul

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G
Postcards from life
         A          D
oh god i`ve sent many
G                             A          D
short stories from the deep south of my soul
A             D
south of my soul