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I'm Not The Boy I Used To Be by Charley Pide
Dear Cmama I'm coming home tomorrow If you don't Fmind would you meet me at the Ctrain Dear mama my wandering days're over And it's so gDood to be coming home aG7gain
Dear mCama we'll walk the fields together And through the vFalley we will stroll hand in hCand FI just can't wait to see you And touch the sCoil of home so cFlean But mCama I'm not the bG7oy I used to Cbe
For I've been gone away too long
And I've dFone everything that's wCrong But I think I've finally found myself at lG7ast And jCust you wait and see another cFhance is all I nCeed But mama I'm not the bG7oy I used to Cbe
You see mama I've spent time in prison
For a Fcrime that I'm too ashamed to tCell And whFen you meet me there tomorrow Don't be surpCrised at what you'll Fsee Cause mCama I'm not the bG7oy I used to Cbe