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[Intro] C Am7 Em7 G7 C Am7 Em7 G7 [Verse 1]
CFred sits aAm7lone at his Emdesk in the dG7ark There's an Cawkward young Am7shadow that Emwaits in the G7hall He has Am7cleared all his Fthings and he's Am7put them in Fboxes CThings that remind him: 'GLife has been good' Fmaj7Twenty-five years he's wDm11orked at the paper A Cman's here to take him downGstairs Gsus4 G And I'm Csorry, Mr FJones G7it's Ctime Am7 Em7 G7 C Am7 Em7 G7
[Verse 2]
CThere was no Am7party, Emthere were no G7songs 'Cause todCay's just a Am7day like the dEmay that he G7started Am7No one is Fleft here that Am7knows his first Fname And Clife barrels on like a Grunaway train Where the Fmaj7passengers change they don't Dm11change anything You get Coff; someone else can get Gon Gsus4 G And I'm Csorry, Mr FJones G7it's Ctime Am7 Em7 G7 C Am7 Em7 G7
[Bridge]
AmStreetlight shines through the Em7shades Casting Flines on the floor and Clines on his G/Bface He reFflects on the Cday
[Solo] Am7 Em7 Am7 Em7 F Em7 Am Em7 F Em G D Dsus4 D [Verse 3]
CFred gets his Am7paints out and Emgoes to the G7basement ProCjecting some Am7slides Emonto a pG7lain white Am7Canvas and Ftraces it, Am7fills in the Fspaces He Cturns off the slides, and it Gdoesn't look right Yeah, and Fmaj7all of these bastards have Dm11taken his place He's forCgotten but not yet Ggone Gsus4 G
[Outro]
And I'm Csorry, Mr FJonesG And I'm Csorry, Mr FJonesG And I'm Csorry, Mr FJones Git's Cadd9time