George Strait - Old violin

Well, I can't re^Gcall ^C/G one time in my ^Glife ^C/G I've felt as ^Glonely ^D as I do to^Gnight ^C/G I feel like I could ^Glay down ^C/G and get up no ^Gmore ^C/G It's the damndest ^Gfeeling,^D I never felt it be^Gfore ^C/G

Tonight, I ^Gfeel ^C/G like an old v^Giolin ^C/G Soon to be ^Gput away ^D and never played a^Ggain ^C/G

Don't ask me why I ^Gfeel like this,^C/G hell, I can't ^Gsay ^C/G I only wish this ^Gfeeling ^D would just go ^Gaway I guess it's 'cause the ^C/Gtruth is the hardest thing ^GI've ever faced 'Cause you just can't ^C/Gchange the ^Gtruth in the ^Dslightest way ^G# I tried ^{G C/G}

^G So I asked myself ^C/G I said, "^GGeorge,^C/G where do you go from ^Ghere?" ^C/G Then like a ^Gfool, I turned around ^D and I looked in the ^Gmirror ^C/G

And there, I was ^Gseein' ^C/G an old vi^Golin ^C/G Soon to be ^Gput away ^D and never played a^Ggain ^{C/G G}

So ^C/Gone more time, just to be ^Gsure ^C/G I said, "Now, ^Gtroubadour,^C/G where in the hell do you ^Ggo from here?" ^C/G And you know, there wasn't a ^Gnickel's worth of difference ^D when I looked in the ^Gmirror ^C/G

'Cause there, I was ^Gseein' ^C/G an old vi^Golin ^C/G Soon to be ^Gput away ^D and never played a^Ggain ^C/G

And just like that, it ^Ghit me ^C/G Why that old violin and ^GI, we're just al^C/Gike We give our ^Gall to music, and ^Dsoon we'll give our life

^GPrecious ^C/Gmemories, ^Ghow they ^C/Glinger, ^Gooh ^{D D7 G}