A [Verse]A F E Your face is worn by harder times. Your eyes have lost your painF C Am Memories now pleasant tones, Like paintings washed in rainF C Am The hard times don't seem quite as bad, Looking through the yearsC Am F C G And the good times all seem twice as good, Though you see them through your tears[Verse]A F E What feats have you recaptured, Your eyes are filled with timeF C G Am Memories are coming back, To relocate your mindF C Am Seven hills of Roam returned, From shadows lost in timeC Am F C G Taste each memory carefully, Like you taste your morning wine [Verse]A F E You talk about your brothers, Who lived in other timesF C G Am The one's who worked the railroads, And the one's who worked the minesF C G Am Ones who built the bridges, And the one who fixed the shoesC Am F C G And the ones whose memories mean the most, Are those you never loseC Am F C G And the ones whose memories mean the most, Are those you never lose
Pa Song For A Grandfather
Jim Croce
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