Queen Of The Rummage Sale

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She was the queen of the rummage sale
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The curator of a great collage
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she would rescue every beautiful thing
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the bric-a-back and the hodge podge
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and stack the boxes in her parents garage

[Verse 2]

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I had to learn how to travel light
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With a satchel and an old suitcase
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It really wears you down
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To carry on at that pace
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Cause you’re never standing in one place

[Chorus]

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Odds and ends
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Held together with safety pins
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I know there's a lot to fix
                    B
So, we're taking it stitch-by-stitch
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If we can,
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Gonna build us a promised land
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It comes to us secondhand
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I think we’ll do fine

[Interlude]

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[Verse 3]

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Now we’re driving down the Palisades
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It feels good to get out of town
                                      D
And we’re stopping at every yard sale sign
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Or use the classifieds to track ‘em down
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She takes my hand and leads me around
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These are colors that I’ve never seen
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So sudden and so bright
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In the places that I’ve been before
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And I realize
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That I’m looking through her eyes

[Chorus]

G             D
Odds and ends
                   C          G
Held together with safety pins
                  C        G
I know there's a lot to fix
                    B
So, we're taking it stitch-by-stitch
G         D
If we can,
                 C            G
Gonna build us a promised land
                C        G
It comes to us secondhand
                 D
I think we’ll do fine

[Interlude/Solo]

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      Hey
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      Hey
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      Hey
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      Hey
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      Hey
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      Hey
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      Hey
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[Verse 4]

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I carry boxes up a hundred stairs
                               G
And she unpacks and laughs and cheers
                              D
And I finally put my suitcase down
                               C
Between the picture frames and souvenirs
                                 G     D
I think I’ll stay for a thousand years

[Chorus]

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If we can, gonna build us a promised land
               C         G
It comes to us secondhand
                 D
I think we’ll do fine
    G          D               C          G
And if we fail we can follow a bread crumb trail
                 C      G
Drop a coin in a wishing well
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I think we’ll do fine
    G          D                   C             G
And in the end we’ll be calling up all our friends
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All our friends think we’ll do fine

[Outro]

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