B F# E B I keep my boots close to the footlice B F# E B i try to keep my mind close to the words F# E B F# B cause some of my old songs and me will never part E although they`re warm and willing F# B they still come from the heart REF E Postcards from life F# B oh god i`ve sent many E F# B short stories from the deep south of my soul B F# E B I keep my suitcase packed and ready F# E B got a brand new roadman in my hands F# E all these quiet sunday morning F# B i will let you have your sleep E cause the peace i see upon your face F# B is a memory i`d like to keep REF E Postcards from life F# B oh god i`ve sent many E F# B short stories from the deep south of my soul B F# E B Life is still a mystery to me F# E B I`m a long long way from that inner gate F# E and i might stray and i may stumble F# B but i`ll keep my mission pure E just hope that fear and loneliness F# B will make my path obscure REF E Postcards from life F# B oh god i`ve sent many E F# B short stories from the deep south of my soul REF E Postcards from life F# B oh god i`ve sent many E F# B short stories from the deep south of my soul F# B south of my soul
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