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Tuning: E A D G B E
[INTRO] G Bm Am D G Bm Am D [VERSE 1]
GThese days my life seems Amsomehow like a Dtired old cliGché A bad Ammovie scene that Djust goes on and Gon With dialogue like " AmIt's so sad how Dfast time slips Gaway" Or "You Amnever really miss Dthem until they're Ggone" AmFunny how those Dold clichés come Gtrue AmI never thought I'd Cmiss him, but I Ddo
[CHORUS]
GMy father died in Amsummer, Gand all he left Ambehind D GWere little scraps of Ampaper, Glittle Bmscraps of Amrhyme D I Amread them and felt Dsomething inside me Gbreak And Bmangrily cried out "Too late, too Amlate!" D GSurely there Bmmust be something Ambetter? D GSurely there Bmmust be something Ambetter? D
[VERSE 2]
He and GI were always Amstrangers, Dsearching for someGone I was Amlooking for a Dhero, and he a Gfriend So while I searched for my Amfather, he was Dlooking for his Gson And sAmtrangers we reDmained until the Gend But the Amman who wrote his Dheart into these Grhymes I know that Amhe could have Cbeen a good friend of Dmine
[CHORUS]
GMy father died in Amsummer, Gand all he left Ambehind D GWere little scraps of Ampaper, Glittle Bmscraps of Amrhyme D I Amread them and felt Dsomething inside me Gbreak And Bmangrily cried out "Too late, too Amlate!" D GSurely there Bmmust be something Ambetter? D GSurely there Bmmust be something Ambetter? D
[VERSE 3]
GSo I sit here where he Amlived and died as the Dghosts around me Gweave And the Amevening shadows Dlengthen on the Gwall And in this dark and Amempty room it's Deasy to beGlieve That he Amnever, really Dlived at Gall But the Amlittle scraps of Dpaper in my Ghand AmProve he lived to Cme — a father and a maDn
[CHORUS]
GMy father died in Amsummer, Gand all he left Ambehind D GWere little scraps of Ampaper, Glittle Bmscraps of Amrhyme D I Amread them and felt Dsomething inside me Gbreak And Bmangrily cried out "Too late, too Amlate!" D GSurely there Bmmust be something Ambetter? D GSurely there Bmmust be something Ambetter? D