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Sing 'Em Good My Friend

Kenny Chesney

He was selling an old guitar and I bought it
I saw her smiling picture in his wallet
He said I call her baby but her Christian name is Charlotte

She spends her days downtown hooked up to some machine
They say time can heal, but time can't heal everything
The Lord's gonna take her soon, flying on angels wings

I'm gonna cry right now and that's okay
We're all gonna die someday
You won't remember a single word I'm trying to say

It's only grand illusion when you think you're in control
She's all I got left, I'm selling everything I own
There's no good in a goodbye, its the beginning of the end
I left some songs in this guitar
Sing em good, my friend

This old guitar has been a million miles
Been a fool's disciple, missed dance recitals, and the birth of every child
Honestly honesty never goes out of style
So sing the pain, my friend

So the world sees her as just desperate, gray, and old
All I see is my true love, my heart, my life, my soul
At least for one more night I've got a beautiful wrinkled hand to hold
Sing the truth, my friend

I'm gonna cry right now and that's okay
We're all gonna die someday
You won't remember a single word I'm trying to say

It's only grand illusion when you think you're in control
She's all I got left, I'm selling everything I own
There's no good in a goodbye, its the beginning of the end
I left some songs in this guitar
Sing em good, my friend

Gonna sing the pain to me
Gonna sing the truth and then yeah
I'm gonna sing em good for my old friend

Well I cried when I got in my truck so I put on my shades
Looked up at the crimson sky as the fun began to fade
For the first time in a long time I swear, I think I prayed

Gonna sing the pain to me
I'm Gonna sing the truth and then yeah
I'm gonna sing em good for my old friend
Yeah my old friend

Composição: Tom Douglas, Jaren Johnston





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