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Capo: 3 Tuning: E A D G B E
John Anderson - There's Nothing Left For Me To Take For Granted Capo: 3rd Fret
There's Anothing left for Dme to take for Agranted AEverything I Eheld onto is Agone ANothin' came up Dfrom the seeds we Aplanted I Aguess the things we Ewished upon were Awrong
Everywhere I used to go is different Places that are new are hard to find I can't seem to turn loose of your mem'ry It's keeping me from havin' peace of mind Chorus:
DI was thinking I could start all Aover But Dthat was not as easy as it Aseemed Now the Dhardest part for me is stayin' Asober And Alivin' in a Epast with broken Adreams
There's nothing left for me to go back home to Friends that we knew don't act the same I don't know why I keep returning But they act like they don't know my name Chorus:
DI was thinking I could start all Aover But Dthat was not as easy as it Aseemed Now the Dhardest part for me is stayin' Asober And Alivin' in a Epast with broken Adreams
There's nothing left for me to take for granted Everything I held onto is gone Nothin' came up from the seeds we planted I guess the things we wished upon were wrong