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ESummer of F#197B8, EMy sister and F#I in the back seat Bjust wait. EWe pass the F#time by making Blines in the seat that we can't Ecross, A thin F#line like dental Bfloss. BShe threw my new blue G#comb out the window, Bsomewhere on F#I-70. G#Dad said, "I'm sorry, but F#we can't go back," EWe're never going back to F#get it. BIt was the first comb I G#ever had. BGot it just that morning from my F#mom and my dad. G#Light blue in color, F#I could never find another Ecomb like that, F#big and fat...
So Etell me, F#have you Bseen my comb? ELast time I saw it, F#it was in her hands, And Bthen it was bouncing down the road. EIt wasn't fancy, F#it wasn't brown, But G#now it might be from Blying on the ground. So Etell me, F#have you Bseen my comb?
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G#Driving down the road in September, BI was only five but I still remember, EWhere the highway turns at the bottom of the hill, F#My parents both up front 'cause they loved each other still. G#Maybe just a comb made of plastic, BOr an action of a sibling lacking couth, EBut something that was thrown out that window, F#Was the last great symbol of my EyoF#uth.
BHave you seen my comb? ELast time I saw it, F#it was in her hands, And Bthen it was bouncing down the road. EIt wasn't fancy, F#it wasn't brown, But G#now it might be from Blying on the ground. So Etell me, F#have you Bseen my comb?
-Romans 10:9-10;13