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Capo: 6
Capo 6
Egrandma's singing in the bedroom Git's a near forgotten lullaby Amthat she used to sing when I wasn't well Efather's outside chopping firewood Glike he did when he'd been drinking Amor when he and mom were at it again
Egrandpa's rocking chair is rocking GI can hear the wood complaining Amand the idle taps as he empties his pipe EI do my best to just ignore them Gbut the sound always finds me Amdespite them being dead and gone
EI hear them all the Amtime EI hear them all the Amtime EI hear them all the Amtime EI hear them all the Amtime
EI hear you all the tAmime EI feel you in my minAmd EI cannot sleep, but AmI'm tryin' EI hear you all the tAmime